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Starhiker	I guess everyone needs a little inspiration once in a while, and I started this addline to start a little brainstorm on feelings... I don't want 'ordinary' feelings, but I want you to dig deep inside and tell me the one feeling you feel deepest inside you! Come on, give it your best shot! You can add as many lines as you want, until you're out of words. The more the better! An example: Remorse for giving someone pain
Bride Of Hate
Storic	A yearning for someone who didn't say goodbye
Bride Of Hate	The pain and loss for letting someone go
malkinpuss	your absence is a hollow ringing in my marrow each day and all tomorrows a void remains my yearning is an echo of mourning bells that toll torturing my conscience, withering my soul with scathing recriminations haunting me inside because I never had the chance to say ...goodbye
epitaph-macabre	repect and fear are not the same thing... what one did you think you had while hitting me. I am here telling you you had neither one!
captain splat	Like the morning mist upon your grave and just as the moss clings to the stone, we will always be together.
Huntress	unseen scars scraping on bone
Highof75	Hugs and squishy teddy bears Friends and beautiful skies Breast and pretty underware And the guy who'll never be mine
gumbigrlsis	The pain that stabs you like a dumb knife. The pain that makes you bleed deep inside.
abernaith	Red skies, red skies are all I see And you and I, no longer free From the chains of the apple tree The swing used to hang on a branch And you'd push me to flight, a small chance At heaven, stopped by the very same hand Good rain, good rain falls on parched earth My lips are stitched shut by mother's needle I wish I hadn't known you before my birth But we are soulmates... And that makes the sundering... All the more painful.
gumbigrlsis	The anger makes you scream out! Yell out and let it all out. The depression is to much you feel as if though you are just going to grab a rope and kill yourself. The pain is to much to bear. The freedom sets you free like a baloon flying up in the sky.
Storic	To hold again the child so cold to feel some warmth, to see a smile my infant son, just four hours old to hold you for a little while, just time enough to say good bye
Pookiebubu	Just a pinch to help me feel your pain Drops of blood like drops of rain.