I Try not to let my feelings show.
I feel like my soul has this hole.
Like the center of a tornado
sucking things up.
I feel like my soul
has inhaled to much.
On a destructive path
and out of control,
it works much like
my tortured soul.
In circles it spins
with raging winds,
pushing and pulling
trying to keep things in.
If it were a person
I'd say it was my twin.
My feelings twisted,
spinning around and
around again.
That's what's happening,
to my soul deep with in.
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