That Feeling

It's a feeling that's been felt by many

but its true form will only be felt by a few of that plenty

the rest is empty

It's for the wrong reasons

it's treason!

but yet you'll always keep on believing the feelings you're feeling

That's the power it has

it's both beautiful and pure

but in those unfelt hands

it'll wage war in the uncured

 

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