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My Chaos
The fighting spirit within,
Is like a team of wild horses,
Always trying to break through,
Yet needing to be trained and contained.
Oh how hard it is to keep control as there are about three- Hundred bipolar horses that need to be trained to my will,
And they are rebellious, insolent, impulsive, wild horses that go too far too fast.
The moods within are like a hurricane, with chaos, churning like the ocean.
The frustration like a tornado, snapping relationships, like little branches.
Almost to the point of no return.
What an imbecile I've been to not train the horses,
To let my emotions run free.
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