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The fire that burns in thy chest be hotter than the sun,
Burns warmer than the hottest flame,
Burn on, and on till' the day be done,
And put the sun to shame.
Your heart be purer than the sky on the clearest day,
No sin to ever be purged,
Thy lips be softer than the gods', I say,
Love personified and emerged.
However, like life the sun must set,
And usher in a tomorrow,
Alas, tomorrow be a new day we get,
To love, and fight each others' sorrow.
So burn on, my deity, my flame,
As I watch you put the sun to shame.
Burns warmer than the hottest flame,
Burn on, and on till' the day be done,
And put the sun to shame.
Your heart be purer than the sky on the clearest day,
No sin to ever be purged,
Thy lips be softer than the gods', I say,
Love personified and emerged.
However, like life the sun must set,
And usher in a tomorrow,
Alas, tomorrow be a new day we get,
To love, and fight each others' sorrow.
So burn on, my deity, my flame,
As I watch you put the sun to shame.
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Someday
Maybe someday you'll love someone who doesn't love you back
Feel the emptiness of missing someone who just doesn't miss you
You'll do everything for this person and it still won't be enough
Hold them when they cry
Listen when they need to talk
Understand when they get upset
Make them laugh just to see them smile
But it's not going to make them love you back
Maybe someday you'll find the person who makes you happier than anyone ever has
The one you can't see yourself without
Who makes it difficult to imagine yourself with anyone else
And then they'll leave
They won't feel the same way and disappear
Maybe someday you'll wake up thi
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Someday.....
Trust
As though you will never be rejected
Believe
As though every last wish of yours will come true
Hope
As though it would change the world
Fight
As though you were to never die trying
Dream
As though that will become reality
Live
As though this is your last chance
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Dreams Burn
I'm scared of the future
But I'm scarred by the past
And if time is the suture
I'm not healing too fast
I have lost my direction
And I'm losing myself
In a World of perfection
Of fame and of wealth
As I once was a dreamer
Like I once too was young
But dreams burn like a fever
In the land of the numb
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Yet another sonnet. God, I love writing these. Totally helpful that I have to practice my iambic pentameter for a role in A Midsummer Night's dream. I'd like to thank my beautiful girlfriend for being an on going inspiration to these. I guess she can consider this an early Christmas gift. I'm sure there will be more before then though!
Anyways, enjoy.
Anyways, enjoy.
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A lovely piece. Beautiful imagery and flow. Wonderful job.