Sonnet #2 - Poem by Barlot ...
Forsake me not with bittersweet lies
The promises thou doth make are naught
Red lines and freckles permeate thine eyes
And like a hair in a trap, a heart is caught.
Our flawless love not without fault
A facade placed upon thine view
When all of the Iron Curtains are bought
A Carbon window seems to do.
And such the story of I and you
Two mismatched appliances
Though our love holds firm and true
Here forms Triple Alliances.
When the chord breaks on the stove of our love
My attention will turn to the Gods above.
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