Sentiment - By Bob Atkinson

Sentiment - by Bob Atkinson please help me decide for real how an idea of merit makes me feel a scheme packed deep within my head of simple memories regenerated sentiment begins to percolate as if music playing on background images flowing in toward, or flowing out of touch deep within some dormant seed of doubt how far could a feeling go if left unchecked, on its own to grow how long can we hold emotion in if an idea lay scorned, branded invisible sentiment resolves that guilty rage a folded notion or well meant statement forever trading remorse for vindication as it serenely captures then emotes explanation