Strange Feelings
By Cope
Tonight, dark and solemn, A strange feeling, One of deep distress and jealousy. And towards the one I love. Thinking of these feelings, Inquiring as to there origin. Yet, these feelings continue to disgust. The sickness, deep and bitter, Still no answers. Being eternities away, Unknown, to me, are the comforts, Pleasures, and benefits of life. However, she has it all. My friends, my town, My home, no better place to be. Still I yearn for only her. To be with her, Even if it’s quietly in her presence, Simply said, That is all I lack. Written January 27th, 2002 © on Jan 26 2002 05:47 PM PST 0 • 10
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