At first sight, I was blinded by your grace;
My heart jumped, though I had not seen your face ;
I got to know you more, day after day;
I thought I had found my true path, my way:
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The weekend dawned, I could not find you where;
Every hour, your image grew more fair ;
Until that next week's morning you told me,
That past Sunday, you chose to spend with he:
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My heart stuck in my throat, still as a rock,
I feigned apathy, I concealed my shock;
One hour, all my efforts not to cry,
The same thought I had to fight, not to die:
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Though it hurts me, I do not think I can;
A one way love, I can not be your friend.
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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...
