I've met the living dead
we have spoken face to face
everyday we're adding to their race
Mourn for those who are cursed
to walk the earth dead, dragging others down with them,
unknowingly
Mourn not the dead who know they are dead,
for they will shun the living souls who try to follow them into the night
They blow away with the change of the season
let them go
they are no more a danger
even in life
Their only victims were themselves
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