This feeling is like a wonderful sting. I want this feeling to hold me captive. I wouldn't give this up, not even for all four seasons to be It doe...

This feeling is like a wonderful sting. I want this feeling to hold me captive. I wouldn't give this up, not even for all four seasons to be It doesn't need to be masked as attractive, This unstable beautiful pain is mine, its what I want, what My happiness continually gains, This is great. Something this good cannot be greed! I'm glad to leave them, I found a better lain. This I intend to keep. No one else can have it, its mine! Its mine when I'm awake, its mine when I'm asleep! What's going on. This feeling is no longer a straight line. I'm trapped in this bind, I no longer feel fine, and now, I'm alone without a sign. A partir desse texto. responda: A que género textual ele pertence?