Emotions

Where's that anger coming from, it can't be mine...

I'll should fell like blessed vine

I feel so afraid of being alone, it's just a stupied fear...

Can't be always a drama Quinn

Anxious it's like my home, oh it's gone....

I can deal with real life form

The power of emotional prison stopping us

from seeing the true nature of our Being.

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