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Tonight my heart is filled with emotions. Some happy, some sad and I’m yet to decide what I really feel. Is it the ‘love’ I never understood, or is it the ‘guilt’ of my actions, or is it the ‘remorse’ of the hurt I made him feel? Ah, these feelings! Unknown, mysterious, hidden. Why is it so difficult to know what I feel? or is it that I don’t feel? Am I a feeling less creature? Have I stooped so low, have I been so busy in useless tasks that I’ve lost myself completely to the winds? Have I lost an account of my own feelings? and here, I’m wondering, what is it that I feel. To get people in a fix, to leave them hanging is that what I do? Ohh dear, when, when will I KNOW myself, my feelings? When I won’t have people in my life? So that when I’ll understand what I feel Those people won’t be near anymore? Ah! A hurtful creature you are and I don’t know why You cannot distinguish between the Necessary and the Accessory!
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