Become Undead
Become Undead
If I had a picture, I would have posted it
It would have said a thousand words
And I could have been me, silent
If I could be you for a moment
I would have said those words
That I wished to hear, at least once a lifetime
If those stained coffee marks
And those red lipstick stains
Could walk out of their place, you would have known
Of losses and pains, of calls from a place afar
Of silver slippers and chipped polished nails
Of butterfly clips that failed to hold back wisps of hair
If those bangles came undone from my wrist
And walked about jingling
They would have told you of a love so fair
Of a life,Of a death
Of living and existing…
Of being undead, yet…
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