modern sonnets
How many days after today,
Remember that on the same old,
In my jewelry it was pointed out,
She made her picture in a picture!
... How to hide a little bit of heart,
The fire burned with tears,
But Cambodia did not give me today,
The burning fire fire with my cool!
My cold was no longer my head,
His sympathy was no more in Essence,
The Sunnah of the night stood around,
But in my heart I was still a strange person!
When thinking of this, do not you know when I slept,
She came in the fields and she lost in it,
From the morning sunlight when my eyes open,
So it seems like it was now.
Now it's gone
modern sonnets
Reviewed by adfewss
on
February 12, 2018
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