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Hi Dany - this is a Black Poem - it would benefit form a little restructuring to make it more like a poem. MY HATE. My head is full of hate My heart is full of ice My soul is nothing but dust My lifeless eyes are like staring..... At the dead trees in the winter I cover my arms and legs To hide what my lifeless soul Has caused me to do. My love - My hate - My suffering. Now that I have revamped it I will attenmpt to analyse it. This is a very black poem Dany - I thought that when you got to Roswell NM USA you would have been a lot happier. When we are in a black mood it does affect our whole life our Head - Heart & Soul. Hate - Ice - Dust - Dead Trees. Our souls cannot die Angel because if they do we would die - You have everything to live for -The Spirit of Christmas promises love - joy - peace and happiness - We all love you at PH and hate to see you 'Down in the Dumps'. Can you cheer us all up by posting a 'Happy Poem'. Love you in Poetry - JOHN. .
Although it talks about HATE, but u made a success in painting a picture that talking about different emotions and metaphors, really beautiful one :)