'All pasts are like poems; one can derive a thousand things, but not live in them' John Fowles

Thursday, August 05, 2004

How does it feel...

So how does it feel
when your determination
when your resolve
when your ice wall
breaks down

So how does it feel
when your sky tumbles
when the stars fall
when the darkness
envelopes

So how does it feel
when you're in turmoil
when the path's fogged
when you bear the burden
of your aching heart

So this is how it feels
when things go awry
when the norm is defied
when you realise...
You do like him after all

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