I hear your voice on the line
Takes me back to a different place in time
But it wasn't your voice at all
Just like the shadow on the wall
It was the ghost of the living dead
Was the voices in my head
The ghost of the living dead
Where I love you is never said
They're not memories at all
Just voices in my head
Among the ghost of the living dead
We have traveled this worn road well
To reach the gates of this living hell
We march in step to the caydence call
Not looking back we killed it all
To walk among the ghost of the living dead
It was the ghost of the living dead
Was the voices in my head
The ghost of the living dead
Where I love you is never said
They're not memories at all
Just the voices in my head
Among the ghost of the living dead
We made it to the point of no return
To this living hell to burn
Among the ghost of the living dead
Where the love once in the heart
Has now fled
To become one of the ghost of the living dead
Author notes
Been working on this for a few months. Like everything up to the third verse. Just have some problems bring those last few lines together
Please tell me what you think
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Wow June, This is quite different then what you usually write. I love thi imagery your words conjure up. An excellent deep write. Sad but written beautifully. You take care, Sandy
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excellent!
This is really heartfelt. It is true of alot of people who have never let love into their hearts. -
yes see/read what you mean end line is 'good' last stanza but the refrain "ghost of the living dead" becomes repetitive in the last two stanzas and not as forceful as it should be these last 2stanzas need work but not much still a good write good ideas/thoughts refrain is ALMOST there just needs a little playing with thanks for sharing regards zaj
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brilliant want to hear it on radio
This would make one hell of a song hun ever think about putting it out and about....So many people will relate to the power of emotion you capture with the repetition just brings it right on home. The living dead the imagery you paint the pain the heartbreak the living without that love....damn hun this is awesome ... those last lines well if you make any changes i would really like to read them...Standing in applause. good bad girls just have that touch hun
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well written
how true to life tis is it hits home with so many including me we all have our ghosts and sometimes its hard to move on well written
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I love it. It reminds me of my earlier style of writing. I got quite a rush of emotion reading this.. it made me remember some things i did a few years ago that i shouldnt have..though i cant explain why. Over all i really liked it
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