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[wovenpure]

"Ehh? Please don't shoot my brains out! I'm just a little sheep."

a poem + another form of writing. (Fyi; the images above are AI generated.)

Below the cut~!

Poem

Count the cuts and stitches across the wrist.

It seems to make no sense:

The greenish hue with patches in my skin.

My sheepish appearance in a maid dress so tight

Makes me scared as I pose in fright.

A cute girl. A zombie girl. Who?

A monster with green? Yes.

Cute eyes not human...

The world can't handle such demons.

Other

I count the stitches and cuts across the wrist, but I'm losing track and counting all again. A zombie, in my unknowingly presence, has come to eat my brains, and I'd say they didn't fail to do such grueling. The blood in my skull is the world in my red eyesight. Everything is blood red. And then, that's when I couldn't see no more.

The zombie was slowly feasting on me before I started counting the stitches and cuts, I just had no awareness. At all. That was the beginning of zombification.

Holding rosaries and tiny pendants of holy water, I thought this would never happen. I wonder how the outbreak began. No news. Nothing. Just happened.

When I awaken, my skin has turned a greenish hue. Purple blotches here and there scattered across me.

My sheep-like appearance in the maid dress I wore makes me look like an innocent thing. I feel so scared. There's no way I would hurt anyone. I'm a cute girl, a zombie girl. I think. That's how I feel.

To everyone else? A monster with green skin... a zombie that wants to eat their brain.

I have cute eyes that are inhumane, glowing inhuman hues. I seem to find that the world cannot handle such 'demons' myself.

"You didn't have to do that. I'm still who I am..."

Ughh this is so bad imo...

The last image is just an ai generated image of the first 3 but I didn't like it