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Wandering about
absent minded.
Others view me as if
my coil of purpose has unwind-ed.
I am a zombie.

Lust for your warmth,
your love, your heart.
I am full of purpose
every instant we are apart.
I am a zombie.

No matter how much
you feed me with your presence,
you may escape my clutch.
My hunger, my rawr, will be like resonance.
I am a zombie

Alive or undead
I will love you.
Some may dismember me and curse me
but i only succumb to your cue.