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Sonnet 17

I don’t know how well to say it
But I never thought I lived my life
And someday I will have to pay it
In order to be happy with my sight
It is so much fun to put on paper
Can thee see it well my friend?
And I never was too much of a hater
Yet we will reach the bloody end
But we don’t know what else does matter
Because life is so very strange
And there’s no one giving friendly patter
In order to cope and rearrange
I don’t know what else to say about this life
I just know I have to plunge and dive


Posted юли 28, 2010 by elan morin tedronai

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