The feelings inside me., by eleanor maslen
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There just arnt the words to describe how im feeling...
Perhaps at death before god your kneeling..
Your asked to speak your greatest pain and your mind plays
the image over again..
You feel like your trapped, inside your chest and it wont
loosen of give you rest..
And then your asked to relive your pride..and your heart
begins to swell inside..
You remember the memories that kept you free..and you were
the happiest you thought could be..
And then the memories that haunted your dreams..crash
through your peace all tears and screams..
And your heart drops so very low... beyond your anger far
down below..
And your tears hit your cheeks as you beg for mercy...this
is how i feel..the feelings inside me.
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Posted: 2012-11-19 11:20:48 UTC |
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