Spirit Torn

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    Spirit Torn

     What am I but a vessel.
    I am scornful of my surroundings.
    Even when hatred and evil consumes my soul.
    My heart shines on and tells me do good.
    A dark soul with a heart of gold.
    I can care less for the people around me.
    And yet I would give my life to save them.
    Even when I bring death.
    I show mercy when there is none to give.
    I hate you.
    And yet I love you.
    My blood boils around you.
    But my body is cool and calm.
    What must I do to be rid of this chaos.

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    Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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