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Apr 2017
I feel it coursing through my blood
The untamed electricity.
Zipping through my veins.
Drops containing shattered dreams,
Missed opportunities.
Others with love,
Warmth, beautiful feelings.

Energy prickled its way up my arms,
Bursting throughout my weak frame.
I needed it now.
A time of despair and loneliness.
It felt good-
Giving a spring to feet.
Having not been used in ages.

Iā€™m restless, now in a frenzy,
Unable to control the happiness I haven't felt in so long.
Somehow it comes.
A smile,
Its spreads across a face of stiff muscles.
And forever sustained frowns.

My energy is like shreds of a new life.
Torn, ready to take off for a new soul, young or old.
I become energetic, like a bolt lightning.
I crack my bones,
Twist my neck.
I am the Zombie.
Rising from the dead.
One of my favorites.
Enjoy :)
Ritika Devarakonda
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