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Let It Burn

Poetry By: Emmerica
Poetry



I write when I'm upset and sad and my words flow into place like it's my only form of communication.. Is writing


Submitted:Aug 9, 2014    Reads: 12    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   


Why do feelings exist?
They rule my life.
Why do they hold the power to everything I know is bright?


They use their strengths and weaknesses against me.
I'm sorry if I've abused you;
Please forgive me,
But, please don't destroy me anymore.


Would I be better off
If I felt nothing at all?


But you, feelings,
Make up my life.
You bring me up,
You are my downfall.





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