The Feelings

by DarkBrooke   Apr 26, 2012


The pain burns, it makes me cry
The blood rushes, it calms me
The sight of him, it makes me blush
The feel of him, it makes me happy
The love of him, it makes me crush
The hate from him, it brings me pain
The pain from it, it makes me cry
The crying from pain, it makes the blood rush
The blood rushing, it calms all of the feelings

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