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To Feel

I feel a little lost
As if I'm out of touch
Slightly overwhelmed
Everything's too much

I feel a little awed
Surrounded by the greats
A tiny little figure
Upon whom I wait

I feel a little tired
My eyelids start to close
Drifting out of touch
My temperament morose

I feel a little lacking
I find it hard to feel
To know what's true, what isn't false
To keep the fake from real.

All rights reserved. Nom 28th July 2012.

Nom

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Life's a mystery.

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Comments & Feedback (16)

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Like you read my mind πŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’š

Lovely, this. πŸ˜ŠπŸ’™

For one a little low you write with perfection...πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’šπŸ’š

Awesome as ever.

@naaviie well actually... I did 😱

@HeatherAnne aww high praise! Thank you 😊

@misslittleDHP wow, thank you 😊

@Munford you praise me too highly, but thanks ☺

Modest nom

@Nom - blummin heck, time to change the passcode.

@naaviie nice try, but I already know what you'll change it to ;)

@Munford how do I respond to that? :)

😱😱😱😱😱😱😱😱 it's a dangerous place to be you know

@naaviie I know :)

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