The water of the will inside me boils
boils feverently
is I wish boils upon my enemies
My will raging like an ocean as it boils
the bubbling waves crash upon my walls
begging for release
begging to be un-leashed
my well-run ocean has broken the levies
my well-run ocean has eroded the walls
the shore is ripe for the wall to fall
and to soak up the will once more
yet the sound on the shore run
run in circles
pitiful and ignorant
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O' I take Emotion
Teen FictionI posted these poems in the order I wrote them, thus the first, nor the last is the best. I really hope these poems make you think, and here's a sample I take a look around and I see not faces but places places were faces are hid hid behind the wome...
