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I don't have very many dreams or goals that most people have, some that are definitely unreachable, but worth striving for. Every now and then I write a story in my head or pen a poem down. The only way I know how to express myself through words is through my writing.

Saturday, January 31, 2009

How does it feel? (in the past)

How does it feel?
To know I fell in love with you.
To watch me fight with all I have,
To struggle without air because-
without you, I am lifeless.
How does it feel?
To not feel the same way,
Knowing you're leading me on,
But you keep on breaking me,
Little by little.
How does it feel?
To break someone's heart,
To play with others,
Watch me break down because
I realize I'm lost without you.
How does it feel?
To be someone's everything,
To have her be all yours when she doesn't have you.
How does it all feel?
To be someone's world,
And to destroy her.
Tell me!
How the fuck does it feel?

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