a poem i wrote in the 8th grade Options

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Wow, This was 4 years ago. A lot of my poetry then was 'let my emotions write', So the finished product would usually look like this.
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A Thought With A Million Thoughts

The shot of pain bursts energy out of my heart.
The world I left to return...
The moment that frustrates my emotions,
The rage that is masked by the depression,
The nemesis that is me,
The sorrow that is my soul.
The confusion, my gasoline,
To run my car of hell.
The silence that deafens me,
The immaturity of maturity.
The lonliness of the corner of my mind that I sit in and cry,
Cry tears of flame that burns my existence of disturbance.
The screams from a distance are my own.
The seed of my love is hate, and it is planted into my soul, which is parched for attention.
A shock of reality hits me and I fall to death...
Where I belong...
I have no moon nor sun in my mind.
The power of impurity,
The innocence of a demon.
Th raging angel has struck me with skillful persistence.
The seed has sprouted and shows a flower of emotions that sizzles my heart which lives in the dark, fiery underworld.
The moments of the past f*ck up the future.
The painful sorrow,
The sorrowful pain,
The piercing lonliness,
The attention that I f*cking scream for, but reject when it is thrown at my face.
The love I will never feel for, feel to.
This life would be better off without me.
Goodbye...