![]() Sonnet 3: Walls once broken, now too high to see o'erA Poem by Blake P.![]() About L.![]() “You’re too young to have regret”, a common utterance among those who have no understanding. Age is of no concern if a person runs into their Juliet, and can’t give what she’s demanding. In regards to her I regret more than you could imagine, Everything about her seemingly perfect, My safe zone I had to abandon. With her gone now I’m forced to reflect. But in this reflection comes growth, Seeing your broken self peer back is crushing. Applying what I had learned as if I were Goethe, I thought I’d once again be trusting. And Again my confidence was destroyed, Her love for me no longer employed.© 2016 Blake P. |
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