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Why have we named our emotions? To an extent that we need to name What we feel when we feel it The constant necessity to tell people Of the love, hate or rage Burning in our hearts But how do we know
I'm crying in the closet Over a girl How Ironic  That now is the moment  That I want my mother most. I was shaking on the ground When I started to stop, I raised my head up
The limitless space has a way of making you feel hopeless Earth’s gravity pulls you, compels you Its gentle tug is enough for you to let go, dropping your items one by one
  I feel like I am drowning. Silently burning underwater every time I try to breath, I remember  I must conserve my air.  Force it back.    Stay alive for just a little longer. 
Read between the lines, Something I have just learned, Some people try to hide, Behind powerful words.   For some it's difficult, To find the correct vocabulary, For vocal expression,
The future Is a scary thing Looming before Me.   How I wish to embrace The unknown. To make it My own.   These days I find myself Drifting apart,
I bottle things up Hold everything in I don't know why Then, I hit the breaking point   I suddenly feel everything All emotions at once No one around to see Is it the best way to be
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