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Aug 2013
Oh how I shall never forget your name
Your eyes ignite the pure bold taste of lust
A blue open stream bound by fair gold dust
Our love was spry yet it came down aflame
You plunged the sword aware of the true shame
Mine heart aches with blush blood from the low ******
Those bright, cunning, ripe eyes crushing pure trust
Our deep passion just daft like a crude game
No soul should live in such dismal black strain
Why must I feel this woe immersed in Hell
I have no heart so why do I endure
Maybe above I will forget the pain
Your acts caused me to no longer propel
Tis my death by your sly poison allure
Sonnet
Austin B
Written by
Austin B  Canada
(Canada)   
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   Shanna Howse
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