Bottled

Emotions bright,

They run rampant;

rampant with their smiles.

.

Emotions dank,

They run rampant;

rampant in their wiles.

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Highs and Lows,

We all have known

wrath, euphoria, jealousy

but – none are friends.

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They build up slowly,

then explode;

all kills in the end.