Splurge On That Urge
Sometimes I have this urge
The urge to cry aloud
I do not let it purge
I fight that big, black cloud
That tempestuous surge
Does totally enshroud
Till I am on the verge
Of being, by tears, cowed
I let myself submerge
In emotions that shroud
In time, I will emerge
Stronger than any crowd
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