Sonnet

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By once longful Love to hate, you inspire me to write.
How I hate the way you sneer and wallow,
Invading my mind day and through the night,
Always dreaming alike gonzalo.

Let me compare you to a painful tune?
You are more baneful, disdainful and obtuse
Scornful sun heats the gainful peaches of June,
And summertime has the forlorn excused.

How do I hate you? Let me count the ways.
I hate your wilt attitude, lips and words.
Thinking of your poignant lips fills my days.
My hate for you is the tender secret I dare'st keep.

Now I must away with an awful heart,
Remember my loathe words whilst we're apart.

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