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Sonnet 1

When thou think of acts commited
And thus thou bring the shadow
If the belief in thou is depleted
Don’t forget that sometimes all art cattle
If friends art all thou now have
And lastly blood bringst back memory
Still thou have friends and family to love
And thou’ll be forfeiting final agony
So gather clothes, money and belief
Thou will bring the strangest stuff
And thou will have room to breath
But beware to whom thou’ll give a cuff

Love is strange to know and feel
But all the ladies art here to peel


Posted юли 28, 2010 by elan morin tedronai

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