So
it really is No!
Fought
have I, to save the day,
Rose
to meet adventures new.
Calmly
I now stand and stare,
Watching
tears flooding out of you.
Why
has life begun to stink,
And
am I destined to sleep alone?
Could
the hope prove full of virtue,
And
will my heart yet find it's home?
The
days of holding out for love,
Seem
fated to always be so cold.
Oh
for how I'd change my fortune,
To
be loved by you before I'm old.
I
stand before you as if pleading,
My
eyes still wet my heart is bleeding.
Sonnet...
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