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Oct 20, 2008
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That "Feeeling"
When the needles on the back of your neck
tickle you, way out loud.
Or the intimacy you feel undressed,
or when your head's above the clouds.
When an infant reaches for your wrist,
or their gaze stretches across your eye;
or how you'd recognize a loved one
on the day that they chose to die.
It might happen when you realize
that a friendship just could not end;
or maybe that, "familiar territory"
was right around the bend.
Maybe, just a reckoning
that you've had a Deja Vu,
and there's an ominous, sneaking feeling
that it's not quite through with you.
It hit me at a movie show
getting popcorn for another,
like someone close was worrying,
turned out it was my mother.
There's every indication
fretting's not the only cause,
this eeriness is hard to shake
and can make you stop and pause.
I've not completely recognized
what makes my blood run "cold",
for this has kept on happening
since I was 12 years old.
Maybe it's just in my mind
but, that seems hard to believe,
could it be, I'm a soul that's spooked
on this, All Hallow's Eve!?
tickle you, way out loud.
Or the intimacy you feel undressed,
or when your head's above the clouds.
When an infant reaches for your wrist,
or their gaze stretches across your eye;
or how you'd recognize a loved one
on the day that they chose to die.
It might happen when you realize
that a friendship just could not end;
or maybe that, "familiar territory"
was right around the bend.
Maybe, just a reckoning
that you've had a Deja Vu,
and there's an ominous, sneaking feeling
that it's not quite through with you.
It hit me at a movie show
getting popcorn for another,
like someone close was worrying,
turned out it was my mother.
There's every indication
fretting's not the only cause,
this eeriness is hard to shake
and can make you stop and pause.
I've not completely recognized
what makes my blood run "cold",
for this has kept on happening
since I was 12 years old.
Maybe it's just in my mind
but, that seems hard to believe,
could it be, I'm a soul that's spooked
on this, All Hallow's Eve!?
— docmaverick, Oct 20, 2008
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Critiques
Rett
17 years 7 months ago
Spooky yes
docmaverick
17 years 7 months ago
Rhett...
Janice Pearce
17 years 7 months ago
That Feeling
Kailashana
17 years 7 months ago
This *second sight* has