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Rated: E · Poetry · Adult · #2167732
Sonnet. Life.
My soul wants to dance, to sing
There is so much it strives to do
To grasp opportunity and what it may bring
To reach for the stars, if it wasn't for you.
Every little thing that causes my fears
Inability to soar that causes me grief
Your ceaseless tormenting that causes me tears
Can I not conquer and seek relief?
Life, they say, is not what it seems
We must fight it, or risk losing our dreams.
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