|Power Outage (standard:poetry, 117 words)|
|Author: Finn McKool||Added: Feb 21 2003||Views/Reads: 1700/0||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Just another poem of me missing that same someone.|
Huddle in the dark and count the sparks that jump from the fire. I wish I could wish on them like falling stars, because my wishes are many and multi-hued. Stare at the embers and and try not to remember warmer times when you couldn't see your breath in front of you in your own livingroom. Times when you had more to cuddle to than some raggedy memories. Gaze at the flames and try to name the name of that girl you wish was beside you, who's got your heart dying inside you, and who makes you feel like God lied to you. Stare into the dark, as you shiver apart and pray that tomorrow is warmer. Tweet
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