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Sonnet VI

 

Vulnerability picked at battered Heart

Opened spirits found a tattered soul

What seems impossible was our start

Years of false hope refused to let us fold

 

Help, you wouldn’t seek -----I would never consider to give

Disposition changed daily

Detoxing lies in which we lived

From all the game we been playing

 

Maybe this is practice

For all the truth we were lacking

Fact is, we still care---all of the afflictions are past tense

Fixate your fire; let me know I’m back in

 

Redress our desire amid the doubt—believe

Fight forever for ourfutures,achieve

 

 

 

 

 

loveromance

◄ Malikah

Aspire ►

Comments

<Deleted User> (6895)

Thu 6th Nov 2014 10:50

Welcome Bloomie-fantastic poem!xx

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