Jedi

From the moment I was born from moma's womb
My emotions have been volatile, under the surface
Like a volcano waiting to burst lay a increasingly spectacular power to destroy
These emotions let me feel life
Even the little larvae emotions snake though my veins with power
It tries to control me
My actions my words
The ectesy of these feelings can be mind blinding
Joy lust happiness sadness all powerful enough for me to be controled by it
It can be exausting at times fighting such cruel beast
They are monsters of all sizes ready to eat every thought of my mind
Yet I fight on
This is all I can do for it will not end nor slow down
It will continue
But in the end
I win



ServantPrince

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