This Feeling Inside

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by pages_of_april

by pages_of_april

Every night- lying awake,
Trying to shake
This Feeling Inside,
I'm boutta break.

We both say it's fine,
But how do we feel
When This Feeling Inside
Is not ours to steal?

So I lie here conflicted
As tears start to creep,
This Feeling inside
Means I'll get no sleep.

So instead I'll dream
About your hand in mine,
When we finally sort out
This Feeling Inside.
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