Shorted Out
As the electricity
Ran through me
Takingf a hold of me
Letting me move
I knew their was
for little reason other than
The man who wanted to see me
who ran away
I have shorted out now though
There is nothing left
As nothing was here
Ever before
The electricity which once ran through my nerves
has now flown past its life
I have shorted out
The End
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Shorted Out, which
was posted on Jan 10, 2011 by
MrDragon.
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