"Maybe I don't even want or need friends"
The words slip from my lips and hit the air
Choking back heavy heartache, my vision blends
I wish I were hollow, I didn't care
That I didn't want to feel important
To be a priority to someone
These thoughts coalesce into a portent
Because now I'm empty, hollow, and done
Abandonment will sting no matter what
As harsh as the first time, it'll still cut
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Sonnets for Someones
PoetryI've discovered a love for sonnets due to my AP English Literature and Composition class, so I began writing sonnets about people, places, and things. These are a collection of sonnets, as well as generally poetic musings that follow my thoughts.
