How the feeling fades

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This is how the feeling fades.
First it dips in.
Then it wades.

Then it throbs.
Then it strives.
And it somehow becomes alive,

For it bubbles.
And it stews.
And it takes an ugly hue.

Then it flinches.
Then it smarts.
Leaving scratches on your heart.

And it bleeds.
And it bleeds.
Till there's nothing left to feel.

This is how the feeling fades.
First it dips in.
Then it wades.