Tuesday, April 22, 2014

How does it feel


How does it feel; to play and not want to win
How does it feel;yet to feel guilty of not trying to win
How does it feel to know; when you realize it was something you never should have known
How does it feel to want to break in those arms and cry
when you know those arms don't want you to gather up into what you were
How does it feel to want to run away from life to have a breath.
How does it feel to have a storm of questions within and no will to ask lest you are met with the same disquieting quiet
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