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NaPoWriMo Day 9
Unrequited Love Sonnet
My Heart, Beating Again
Apr 9, 2023
Can love be the cure for body and soul,
Or instead, the weight that brings us down?
To be very candid, when I think of you,
I feel like I’m dying on the ground.
It’s not just emptiness; it’s fear
That paralyzes me at the thought of losing you.
When I’m with you, I feel I’m not here
That I’m lost in your whims all through.
They see me as a puppet on strings
Without a cure, hopeless to recover.
Can I save myself, or will my love bring
Me to ruin, my heart is broken asunder?
No one is born with all the answers right,
It’s the marks of love that color our life’s light.
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