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I feel

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I feel pride 

And I feel proud 

But feel fear 

And I feel loud 

I feel hairs 

Beneath my breath 

And I feel scared 

Of life and death 

 

I feel anger 

And I feel free 

I feel pain

Beneath my feet 

And I feel dark 

And so alone 

There’s no light 

When no one’s home

 

But I feel loved

In so much hate 

When I disappear 

I disintegrate 

Yet I feel hope 

And I feel shame 

I can’t see 

Through all my pain

 

Though I feel power 

I feel fright 

But I haven’t given up the fight

And I feel hope

And I feel love 

In skies at night 

I’ll look above 

I feel loved

Miss memory ►

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Taylor Crowshaw

Wed 7th Nov 2018 15:03

I enjoyed this poem and its meanderings. Excellent ?

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Hugh

Wed 7th Nov 2018 13:26

A short powerful poem full of feeling.Keep writing

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Megan Jones

Wed 7th Nov 2018 12:27

Thank you?

Big Sal

Wed 7th Nov 2018 12:24

The back-and-forth sense and twinge of bathos adds to the flow of this piece.

Nicely done on the rhythm and the word choice didn't feel forced - it felt right.?

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