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My Feelings…

My entire life,
I have escaped feelings
To get away
From the killings of my feelings
I try to escape
These feelings
But they save my most cherished friends.
I cannot leave them,
And they cannot leave me.
So watch my chest heave,
As this last breath leaves me.
I’m trying to be,
What you are dying to see?
So take me and make me,
Weak and then save me,
This hate that you gave me,
Keeps saying the same thing.
And have at the end,
The end of the heart.
All the pain isn’t the same,
When it’s your turn to burn …

© 2012 Pimmi Nag