That feeling
What is this feeling?So appealing
To hard concealing
When Im hurt it seems to be healing
What is this in my mind?
Feels like it's making me blind
I want to be refined
And all of that because of one time
Look it's even making me rhyme
You sat down beside me and smiled
I tought my heart had gone wild
Maybe it's satirical
But I tought you where a miracle
You vanished into thin air
And no, it will never be fair
Not as long as Im aware
And my heart trapped in despair
Is all of this for the purpose of stealing?
That love...
that feeling...
Poetry by Peter
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Written on 2006-01-27 at 16:53
Tags Feeling  Love  Toughts 
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