July 16, 2008
By Nikki Widup, Glendale, AZ

Electricity running back and forth
Fire explodes and I feel no remorse.

Ashes fall.
Souls arise.
If they ever find out It was me
I know they'll be surprised

How'd I get into this mess?
Better yet,
How do I get out?
The minute he said,"I love you."
I began to doubt.

I took out the problem
Pulled out the plug.

The night is dark
Abd the only lights left are sparks...

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