the power went out and i never felt so detached from you. i'm using the sliver of light from the window to grasp the thought of you. my phone is dead along with my pride. i never thought that i would get so desperate for even the slightest trace of you that i'd start writing about you. i wish i could forget about you but its so dark that i can't see anything that can help me forget about you. i'm trying to drown the thoughts about you by drinking but as my blood fills with alcohol the thoughts of you become more prominent. i wish i could forget. i wish i could forg-
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poetry
Poeziepoetry is when an emotion has found its thought, and the thought has found words -robert frost. all poems are mine unless stated otherwise. just thought i'd give someone a taste of my mind. #4 in ode
