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My heart is filled, I’m scared of this emotion.
It’s a feeling of waves and my stomach is the ocean.
Something so strange, how do I explain,
My heart is filled, I’m scared of this emotion.
The wicked witches worked together and made some weird potion.
I have no reason for this feeling, I’m thinking in my brain,
It’s a feeling of waves and my stomach is the ocean.
Some part of me feels that this feeling is devotion.
I’m confused and bemused why my heart feels some type of pain.
My heart is filled, I’m scared of this emotion.
I ask my friends all these questions, I’m causing a commotion.
Hopefully, I will understand what this is in a sight so plain.
It’s a feeling of waves and my stomach is the ocean.
Everything around me moves in slow motion.
This feeling so strange, I think about what I will gain.
My heart is filled, I’m scared of this emotion.
A feeling so grand it feels like an explosion.
Something so different, a feeling I can’t feign.
It’s a feeling of waves and my stomach is the ocean.
My heart is filled, I’m scared of this emotion.
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While I was writing this, I was feeling a lot of different feelings. Feelings of fright and excitement, which made me compare such feelings to the ocean. It's easy to understand what exactly this feeling is, but as a 17-year-old, who knows what I'm feeling? It's so easy to mistake love and lust at this time of our lives, which is exactly why I write, "I'm scared of this emotion." With an easy to see rhyme scheme in the form of a Villanelle, I found this poem enjoyable to write and this one of the poems I am more proud of.