oops this isnt a sonnet because it's not 14 lines, still in iambic pentameter though
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I am so, so, so, very, very soft
I was not built to withstand biting terms
Hosting insecurities high aloft
Keeping away any linguistic germs
I wish to be gentle, only gentle
Pressed with sunflowers, kisses upon lashes
I wish to be numb, no feeling central
Become empty, rid myself of clashes
I regret my state, please leave me hollow
Life would be so much easier to swallow
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Sonnets for Someones
PoetryI've discovered a love for sonnets due to my AP English Literature and Composition class, so I began writing sonnets about people, places, and things. These are a collection of sonnets, as well as generally poetic musings that follow my thoughts.
