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Losing the game before I begin to Play

this feeling in my chest;
what is it?

why am i still smiling even though my face hurts?
why can't i remember the last time i've laughed this hard?

this look in my eyes
can you see it?
the air around us is thick
with unspoken words
tension.
fire.
ice.

no words in all the languages of this world and the next
are sufficient enough to tell you know what you do to me
just by speaking
laughing.
smiling.
being.

so i ask again...

this feeling in my chest;
what is it?

Please tell me what you think

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  • PaigeePerfectionx
    December 11, 2009
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    I know exsactly where your coming from, its beautiful. x