Feelings
Feelings-
They cut deep.
Never ending, they seem to envelop my being.
I try to suppress them yet my efforts
Have gone to
Waste.
People can not see them yet-
If they try they, might sense them.
My feelings-
Outrageous. Wonderful. Doomed.
Feelings are not concrete. Therefore neither is my
Being.
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