Old Feeling
I have talked how my nostalgia kills me
but how... what is it like? do i die happily?
the questions of old feelings for girls and friends
are like a cancer... and in the silence
where the answer is found i die
as i try and not love with complete defiance
i hope one day to fly
one day
just fly away
away from this pain and these memories
farther then any car could take me
so far no one would break me
i can no longer tell
her many times i fell
in some kind of love too much chaos
i run and run and run far away and hide from the sun
i run from old feelings run boy run!
poem by David Knox
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