I lived my young life plagued by emotion;
A mere child, selfish and full of pride,
A cursed life, but the one I had chosen;
Then I found God, my eyes were open wide:
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At last, the passions of my soul pressed down;
I now gazed through an apathetic eye;
A machine now, the old me has since drowned;
I searched for it to raise my spirit high:
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In you, I found what I so desired;
Pulled me out of a logical abyss,
Some hope at last to become my new pyre,
On the flames of love, I burned with a hiss:
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To reach the top of the well of despair,
Only to lose your grip when you get there.
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Shackled Sonnets: A Collection of Poems
PoetryA collection of sonnets about that which I shall never have. A girl I love, but she loves another. I have only recently been reading and writing poetry because of her, so hopefully, my writing will get better as time goes on. Check back for a new so...
