Sonnet #13

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"Thunder hits not the same place twice', they said

So why is he rumbling in my head

I should be running from his sight, instead

I find myself tumbling to his bed

The eyes of jade ignite a spark in me

A cry of help to unleash him, to free

The nature of a man to run wildly

Stare at a broken mirror so empty

Why does he shackle my mind, I don't know

He melts the very core of my white snow

A dangerous wind at my way does blow

I gather rocks at his river to throw

"Thunder hits not the same place twice", they lied

For he did break the shell of me inside


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