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did you ever think to see or stop to hear the edge so near the winds above the sea did you cry that morning awake inside the tide swelling up the waves inside made you nautious from the motion of the ocean of emotions that swirled like a whirl pool new to you alone on the cliffs you stand you feel sick stop and listen stick to days watch the sunlight glisten in serenity your poison in turmoil your cure you're poised with severity standing stock still stretching reaching outward out of this calm hateless daze this mundane uneventful suburban life turmoil broken homes you feed upon all alone you're freed and on you may go searching for more that makes you unhappy so you can feel home again it's sad to think about but true nonetheless that within your heart no forgiveness rests horde your hatred here stash stuff store bottle it all up hide it deep within keep it inside and one day it will get too big to hold the message will grow old and you will explode