The Final Letter... (sonnet)

This life is a curst, cos I travel in this world just looking for some one love

But I think that I’m not gonna take it cos I’m steel forsaken

Now I’m so tired, cos I can’t find any one to cover the space in side my heart

Be for the night as come. Why I have to do this? Pretending, hiding, and hurting myself, I don’t need this, but I don’t wonna hurt any one any more

So I just can express my feelings in to the dark hills until the shadows disappear in to my sorrow on the mist of the moonlight.

It’s my mistake I know, but I’ve lost my strength, and my life has a cause to pay

So if I have to die I don’t need to pretending any more cos I’ve bean parsed by your harrow, and now I know that I’m in love and I just wonna be loved in return. But this love is

Impossible so this is the time when

I decide

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