Time has come and gone yet you remain the same.
Time has past you bye, why is it like this you choose to stay?
Your loved ones told you the truth, couldn't you hear it through their tears?
They weren't trying to control you my friend, they simply spoke out of fear.
They fear the direction you were going and the path you chose to take.
They feared those you surrounded yourself with, they all knew those characters were fakes.
Your best interest they had in mind when they pulled out that gun.
Those who don't care just run and hide, but your family are the feeling ones
They feel the pain of the zombie bite and the disease coursing to your brain.
For this epidemic there is no cure and that bullet is the only way.
Don't bite at them Don't fight and most of all don't scream.
The cries from your undead mouth is horrific and will already haunt your families dreams.
So don't question your wife taking aim and why your brother loads that gun. Don't ask about your mothers tears while she be holds the sight of her zombified son. Yes the apocalypse is here the one so many have feared, and you dear friend are an early victim I warned you of the look on that dog who bit you on the rear. So now my brother you are going down I'll put you down myself my son. We must end this humanely and quickly my friend thank God we all are packing big guns!
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