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...or Bad? Your opinions please!!? Peering through a window,
that reveals my soul.
Seeing my emotions on which
I have no control.
Seeing emotion in colors,
paints a picture so alive.
A picture so extraordinary
it gives you the will to survive.
My pain is black
like the deepest of night.
Pain comes from an illness
I continually fight.
My anger is red
like a blood dripping wrist.
Anger comes from my madness
which I can never resist.
My happiness seems yellow
like a mid summers day sun.
Happiness comes from family
who show me so much fun.
My jealousy is orange
like a fire’s flame.
Jealousy comes from the man
who I cannot tame.
My sadness is gray
like a blind mans eyes.
Sadness comes from loss,
from all my goodbyes.
The art of emotion,
A picture of my soul.
Staring into a window
of emotions I cannot control.
A picture so vivid,
like an uncontrollable dream.
Its pushes my awareness of life,
my senses to the extreme.
Like the artist entered my mind
and painted from within.
The art touches my soul,
leaves goose bumps on my skin.
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