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it's the feelings again

15/11/2016

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Yes it’s the feeling again, written all over the floor I want to write all over your walls and never come back. But I always end up back here with one shoe missing and the other broken. I lost my laces somewhere along the way. Everything passes by in a blur like when I was inside that balloon. Why do they always take over and cover my ears so I can't hear things properly. They distract me and lead me back to you. Then the balloon pops and I'm back. Back to me who knows exactly what I need without any ones approval. It's the feelings again. They come back every now again and they take over. It’s beyond reason and I know it’s hard for you to understand But what can I say? It’s the feelings again. I've always been this way. I change and they come back. I stay they same and they are with me hiding in my pockets and up my sleeves. It’s like when I turn the taps off and it’s keep dripping out and then it’s turning red and it’s everywhere. All over the bathroom floor like and you would have thought it would never disappear. I love the colour red. It’s just well you know, how can I say? What I mean is, it just gives me that feeling. You know the one. Yes. That one.

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