Don’t let them eat your brains

before I can give you my heart.

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It was your brown eyes
that first caught my attention,
and the symphonies of your voice
that held me there,
and I hope you won’t
take it personal
that I ran away.

It’s not fear of commitment
nor is there some other girl;
truth be told,
I was worried about my brains.
You see it’s just really bad timing,
what with the swarm of zombies
and the collapse of all civilization.
If you have not been eaten yet
then somewhere beneath the apocalypse moon
maybe you too are looking skyward
and thinking of what almost was.

Don’t let them eat your brains
before I can give you my heart.