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Thursday, February 16, 2012

Love Sonnet (3)

The awful loss of my intelligence
When making decisions for my future
Shows that love should have no real relevance.
I should close my whole mouth with one suture;
Talking to you is like losing my mind.
If this is love, then I must be crazy.
My tongue gets so tied and thoughts just bind
When you come close everything gets hazy.
I love it, I hate it, please go away.
These insane feelings are making me sick.
The next time you come I'll ask you to stay.
I think running away is my last trick
To save my life from your unholy spell.
I surely don't want to end up in Hell!
J.B. LeBuert
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Adeline Foster 23 February 2012
Wow, is that really a love sonnet? Read mine - Sonnet Beyond Love - Adeline
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