Necromantic: Zombie for my Valentine

Insert stabbing motion,
pull the bullet through.
It’s my way of giving
my undead love to you.

Beetles crawling through your brain,
maggots eating mine.
The hole is where your heart was;
it’s not beating, record-time.

Far gone, the days of breathing,
I’m growing rotten, still.
Who knew that, after life,
death is such a thrill!

All new possibilities
have opened up to me.
So many brats to terrorize
and brains on which to feed!

You aren’t far beyond life,
and our fun is ever true.
You know that when you’re dead to me,
I’ll come back to you.

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