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Hate is a burning knife,
Digging in stealing life,
Sorrow is a dark sea,
slowly, drowning me,
Jealosy is a growing vine,
consuming all, given time
Hope is a beaming light,
shining upon what is right
Guilt is a sinking boat,
sadness, panic without hope,
Angry is my head on fire,
temper hanging by a wire,
My Calm is a refreshing breath
silence without fear of death,
Lonely is a darkened place,
Longing for a happy face,
Fear is a cold stone,
sitting in your stomach, all alone,
Happy is a warm embrace,
and Brings a smile to your face.
Love is a glass rose,
where it breaks is where it grows.

Ups and downs with family and friends,
these feelings never end.