A Swell
As you grow up you start to feel
Your emotions start to swell
These swells happened to me at the most random times
In the shower
Laying in bed
Riding in a car
Sitting in a school
Watching a movie
Notime was the wrong time for the swell
Each time a swell acurred, it needed to be pushed back down
Until out of the blue, the swell was allowed to over flow
I never regret the overflow, now I can't live without it
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