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Feb 2015
I am Anger.
My soul is a storm,
a tsunami of rage.
My mind is blank.
My eyes are black.
The heart is a bomb
ready to explode.

I am Sadness.
My soul is a lake,
a large pond of stillness.
My mind is busy.
My eyes are blue.
The heart is an empty bottle
ready to break.

I am Fear.
My soul is the night,
a ghoul of darkness.
My mind is everlasting
My eyes are there, yet hollow.
The heart is the earth
crumbling under me.

I am Happiness.
My soul is the sun,
a ball of fortune.
My mind is free
My eyes are bright.
The heart is a drum
beating to the sound of my laughter.

I am love.
My soul is flower,
a plant in blossom.
My mind is racing
Eyes are distant.
The heart is a jewel
shining through my skin.

I am Emotion.
My soul is the universe,
a vast opening of many things.
My mind is awake
My eyes are full.
The heart is a meteor
ready to change it's direction.
A poem to signify the way I feel I can express my feelings.
Adam Miles Christopher Bell
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Adam Miles Christopher Bell  20/M/Sunderland
(20/M/Sunderland)   
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