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Feb 6
A man which is empty in every way
Tears keep on falling like parts of his soul
Begging all day to just slip away
Gave it so much that he cannot feel whole

Fading away and off to the wild
Finds himself in a peculiar place
The air had breath and land undefiled
Mountains they crumbled when seeing his face

Darkness crept in as a cat in the night
Flame rose around him but had not a word
Rocks fell to crush him and take out his light
He shattered them as his vision got blurred

Gentle appearance but hear his rage roar
In his soul are drums singing sound of war
First attempt at an english sonnet(ish), though not sure if the syllable stresses are true iamb
Seth H
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Seth H  24/M
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