(it may seem strange to those of you who don't know me that i would post the previous poem about being in love and then turn around and post these two lost love poems - but, thats just the way my heart works. it gives me the good, then it reminds me of the sad. hey, makes for good poetry.)

That Old Time Feeling


when that Old Time Feeling
comes sneakin' down the hall
i can feel it stealin'
i can feel the fall
my heart starts reelin'
i can hear it's call
guess there ain't no healin'
there stands The Wall
when that Old Time Feelin'
comes sneakin' down the hall
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one thing i've come to find
it don't pay too much
to ponder things left behind
memories & such
can drive you blind
a long lost touch
can play with your mind
and it don't pay too much
'cause memories are seldom kind