The way i feel
one second i will be at the top
the top of the top of the top of the world
nothing can bring me down
but oh everything that goes up must come down, dear
i feel so much, so many things
but the worst feeling of them all
is not wat all
feeling not pain, not lonesomeness, not greed, nor happiness
but i think I'd rather feel pain
and greed
lonesomeness
because without feeling
there is nothing to live for
this fiction we call life
will always be worth living for
This poem was written by Paul Conversano on Apr 08, 2008.
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