How sad it is to live in solitude,
Did you not know I only wanted you?
You had such an impolite attitude,
Now you must feel the pain I went through too.
I want to punch you again and again,
Did you not know heartbreak is the worst pain?
I hope to close my eyes and count to ten,
But soon enough here comes the falling rain.
Now I see you are only my first love,
I hope later I will find another.
One that will treat me gently as a dove,
And one that will also please my mother.
One day he will come, until then I wait;
One I will always live and never hate.
This is a sonnet I am very proud of that I wrote for class, hope you enjoyed!
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Painting my Life:a collection of poems
PoetryFrom love to dreams, this book will show thoughts and opinions of mine that have been bottled up in me. These topics have a special value in my heart that will never be replaced. Grab a snack and sit back to read this collection of different emotion...
