...like a river: trickling, flowing, roaring
...like a hot and wicked fire: hard to put out
...like looking down from the top of the Empire State Building: breathtaking
...like a sore hip: always bothering me
...they are as deep and serene as a shipwreck
...they are as free and empowering as hangliding
...until that hanglider hits the ground hard... and crumbles
My emotions are a worship song... my emotions are a mad dog...
They are the lonely cry of a bird on a cliff side
The are the constant hum and the buzz of the subway
My emotions are at once dark and beautiful
They are God-given, lifelong companions
that help me and haunt me
that shackle me that strengthen me
One thing! My emotions never abandon me.
My emotions?
The thorn in my side, that I realize...
make me who I am.
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