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Zombies
i trip on faulty wires
 and brace for the cement below
 my eyes shut before impact
 but my head takes the blow
 "***!" 
 my hand is locked to my skull
 as i stumble to my feet
 and head farther into the darkness
 alone, scared, and now a target
 theyre coming
 and the blood dripping from my head
 is summoning them
 and weighing down my chances of survival
 the door is locked and that was my way out
 atleast thats a way for them to stay out
 to my left, a desk, and flickering lamp
 to my right, a boiler and a vent
 screwed to the wall
 "ah*** it"
 my hands are already covered in red
 punching the metal
 it finally gives in
 and i get in
 i hear them moaning
 begging for the flesh
 i drain that out
 and focus the space ahead
 speaking of heads
 they smell it
 the blood
 the brain
 like a shark in water
 they find me
 shaking, pounding on the vent
 my sight goes weak
 god damn freaks
 blurry, where am i?
 its been forever since ive seen
 ...the sky...the ground
 civilization
 "no!"
 they wont get me like this
 im at a dead end
 kicking out the cover
 and rolling onto the floor
 a man in a monkey suit
 sits quiet in a red leather chair
 gently touching his shoulder
 "hey, man!"
 spinning around, truth is bound
 a bullet in the middle of his forehead
 at this point, id rather drown in my own sins
 a deep breath releases
 i place my hand on the desk
 the other over my eyes
 but wait, a hand gun lays underneath my skin
 maybe i have a chance
 its time to let out the monster within
 if i want to survive
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