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Living Dead

Living with a Deadly Disease

By Malena LopezPublished 7 years ago 1 min read
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A gentle sweet kiss from my white knight, one last kiss before our good bye.

Soon I will be gone a life I have lived wrong, Oh I can already hear the angel's sweet songs.

A gentle sweet kiss from my sweet child, an innocent I brought in to this horrible world out of control and living wild.

Such a short life never to be a wife, oh how I hate my horrible life!

A gentle sweet kiss from my dear mother. A true woman dear that is like no other.

Sweet and loving never converting the life she would have had if she had never met my dad.

How could I have been so foolish, how could I have known? To have to leave this life so soon, I am only twenty-nine years old!

I'd rather have a gun to my head than to have to live this life already dead.

At the time I thought I was having fun, but in the end, we all have to live with what we have done.

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Malena Lopez

Malena Lopez is fascinated with art, writing, reading horror, paranormal, and things that go bump in the night. Mrs. Lopez is an entrepreneur voice-over artist, and freelance writer on sites such as HitRecord, ACX, and now Vocal.

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