Title: Feelings of Triumph Author: Amanda Johnson

I finally know what I have to do and begin, though malancholy voices around me keep shouting, I don't stop. I leave these voices behind determined to save a friendship, I can no longer strode deeper and deeper into your heart. I place away my experience and prepare to go on my way, I have made your sacrafice. Happily my heart grows cool, Happily I regain power and walk. My mind is restored for me, my voice is restored for me. So prevailing my mind wonders if I should turn back again, but prudent to my decision I molded into my veins to pass this improvident thought. This uncontrollable desire for your passion is deepening, in consequence Im inclined to reserve this fantasy, for in reality is impossible. Your unpercieved presence has a mournful influence on me, I create this profound dream, that I can't see when I awake. There is only me to blame, for many people know these dreams don't come true, there is no perfect world with a perfect love. This distinct feeling becomes of me steadily nervous, I hide deep down inside these Feelings Of Triumph.

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