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This Feeling


They sit next to me on the train

This engine begins to head to the underground,

But being here with them makes me feel no pain

Hopeful and happy to know I am no longer lost, but found.


The tunnel goes on longer 

They slowly grasp my hands

Thus making my feelings grow stronger

As I glance down upon our wedding bands


I begin to think of all i will miss

The train engine starts to come above

They slowly come close to my cheek and plant a soft kiss

Alast i begin to forget the things of the past and fall more in love

 
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