April 9, 2012

That strange feeling, the happy-sad one
The one that feels so close, yet so damn far.
Where one moment you can feel it in the palm
And the next, you see it fly away into the sunset.

This strange feeling, this smile-tear one
Where one moment the world is full of roses.
Yet when noon moves to serene dusk to night
None knows, and none will - this strange feeling.

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