Deep inside my mind resides a beast so fiery and great,
I've lost it all: control, my calm, and my last nerve, to hate.
And if this is to be my fate, a creature so ugly and vile,
Then, my friend, until the end, I'll do it with a smile.
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Feelings Without Names
PoetryA collection of a college student's poems, used to explain his emotions when single words do not work.