Brent Becker Poet I do not know?

Undead Point of Veiw

I am Insignificant, Incomplete
Never happy with defeat
I live because I am
Dead on broken feet

I Stare at you with lifeless eyes
Rotten face with broken jaw.
Hurt me more. It never dies.
Tear me in half and I just crawl.

A unholy, consuming appetite.
Burning pain without a cure.
Flesh, Bones and Brain delight
Don't judge me We are all impure.

We are many, We are all
Thousands hunger after you
You can not run, Your life is through
Close your eyes and say goodbye

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Brent Becker April 29, 2011 at 1:17 PM Thanks for the correction, This was for an English project and you just saved me a couple points.

Lisa Cooper April 28, 2011 at 10:52 AM in the paragraph hurt me more it never dyes. the words should be spelt "dies". ;) breath taking write. very well penned.