Feel

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Feel

I can see,
in my heart and in my soul.
I know who you are and how I feel,
... broken to the epitome!

Feel? I am unable
and unwilling.
Feel. Forsaken,
by time and society.
Feel! Like a god...
... sometimes!

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Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

alexpain’s Poems (13)

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March 18, 2003 1
Do I Miss You? 1
My Stranger the Friend 0
Unity 1
Feel 0
You Come Naturally To Me 0
Are You My Need? 1
2 Much 1
And I Found You 1
Secret Tranquility 3
Passage of Time 0
Look For My Pain 1
I Alone the Beggar 0