by Brandi Mcg
(USA)
Sometimes I see feelings as dances,
I watch each emotion as it prances.
Sometimes I see visions of the future,
but I keep it to myself to see it act out.
Sometimes I see tears falling when no tears are yet there,
but I know to help the injured soul.
Sometimes I see boiling anger,
and it burns me so.
Sometimes I see myself helping others,
as I let myself slip away.
Sometimes I see my thoughts,
but can we not throw them all away?
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