hurt

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oops this isnt a sonnet because it's not 14 lines, still in iambic pentameter though
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Forgive me for being bold or intense
But I would like to spend my life with you
To help detangle your mind into sense
And let you hold me together like glue

Press in all the love I have to offer
In each freckle, lash, and delicate curl
Slip in socks on tiled floors together
Unrestricted, letting our life unfurl

You have me by the throat and I'm choking
Please wake up, please tell me that you're joking

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