For a Second

January 5, 2012
By AriWritesThings SILVER, Springfield, Illinois
AriWritesThings SILVER, Springfield, Illinois
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Favorite Quote:
There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.


Zaps of heat spring up my fingers,
Leaving them with a tingly feeling.
Heat rises up in my cheeks,
A color to compliment the light walls.
Air circulating through my body,
Is cut off in my throat.
Deep blue eyes float over me,
And for a second,
I’m alive.

I pull myself back,
To the world where I should be.
The happiness disappears,
Is silently diluted by the air.
My fingers quit trembling,
And I go back,
To being nothing but a shadow.


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