A SONNET: SOME LESSONS LIE WITHIN EVERY PAIN
May 09, 2018
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Pain: be the death of me
As the downpour drips from the sky, you dread
A woebegone feeling, locked up in you
When the tremors of doom was wholly dead
The fluids of life unleashed, was it true?
Screaming, forever the
pain held and so
Eternal, and as such a
hurtful sight
Tighten me up with its
power of woe
I’d rather die than live
as your tough knight
When you keep telling me to breathe, fall I
Enduring thousand stab wounds from its hilt
Could be the death of me as I can fly
And shall I pray before
me getting wilt?
But these occasions end and abandon
‘Cause your love healing and not forsaken
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