Surprised? – By Diane Taylor You seem so surprised; Her body lying there, Did you not see she was dying? Or, did you just not really care? You left her to the beast That lived inside her head. Screaming, seething, biting Did you really want her dead? Wait! Is that a breath? Escaping her cold blue lips? Just your guilt playing tricks, She is now the living dead. She walks without a purpose, A reason, or a rhyme. You tied her to this place, Memories; she can not hide. Throwing feces at her, You laughed until she cried. Why look so surprised? You already murdered her inside. So smile, just walk away Pretend you had no part. Watch for shadows, signs of night, When she feasts upon your heart!

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