Sonnet 6-15-18--21

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What kind of clairvoyant have bewitched me?
A beauty that once yet undiscovered
Thou surreal, rad facade spellbounded me
Making a futile person recovered

Drowning in the sea of great misery
When you came lifting me for tomorrow
The dead, grayish world change into lively
A burning flame in my chest starts to grow

But just like a flower that's withering,
That soon lose its color and forgotten
Your love for me gradually vansihing
Me in remorse, darken the once brighten

What falsity ahead in unforseen
That left me devastated, and crushed in



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                           -DN

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