Poem 6- The Feeling

The feeling it wells inside me.

It swells and boils and comes to the surface.

The feeling it burns inside me.

It consumes and flashes and erupts within me.

The feeling it hardens inside me.

It freezes and loosens and chokes my being.

The feeling it empties inside me.

It sinks and hides and waits for its next chance.

The feeling it will never leave me.

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