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Feeling

That can't eat, can't sleep, can't breathe kind of feeling. Floating every minute as you slowly start to fall. That hands shaking, stupid grinning lungs feel too small feeling. Working up a good sweat as I'm breaking down your walls. That light headed, so distracted dizzy kind of feeling. These butterflies I have are chewing such a mighty hole. That overjoyed, bouncy, happy bubbly kind of feeling. So lovely, sweet and deafening this music in my soul.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 10/1/2008 9:41:00 AM
he deserves to be loved that much :-)
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