11: I feel.
I feel hurt.
I feel broken.
I feel like a burden.
I feel like dirt.
Why don't these feelings stop my breathing?
Howcome when I look at you i feel unworthy?
And yet you look at me as though I were some trophy?
And why doth my heart ever so faster start beating?
I feel loved.
I feel cared for.
I feel like my feet have just left the floor.
I feel completely moved.
You make me smile.
You make me laugh.
I know you'll never split my heart in half.
Without you I couldn't run a mile.
I feel happy.
I feel complete.
My sadness must now face defeat.
And I'm well aware I'm being quite sappy.
[Poem completed]
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