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The Feeling.The Feeling.The Feeling.
Your presence can be felt But cannot be seen For the time has not come For the moment has not been seized For you to walk onto the scene
The persperation on his hands The butterflys trying to escape his stomach The cool breeze flows down his back His hair stands on end The nerves start to spread All over his body they go Sending a tingling sensation up his spine.
The voices in his head play tricks on him
But he fights them off as he trys to hold his game Feeling the pressure mounting on his shoulders He knows what


missingcant wait to hold you in my arms feel your warmth pulling me closer feel your warm breath on my neck your arms...holding me close feeling like they will never let me go.......missing
eyes glazed over with joy and happiness the lone tear droplet on ones shoulder the smile begins to grow as our arms pull us together.. tighter as if they have a mind of their own
dont want it to cease dont want it to change just want it to last forever the happiness the joyfulness the pleasure the experience
of love of this love of this
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Hearing Colors
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