

Sonnet IIMy jealousy feeds on desperations To have you days in entireties. My desire grows with each inhalation Of air promising possibilities, Of longer moments of bits of heaven. Dear angel of Earth, make me immortal With a kiss. Produce truth with happy death in Committing perfection. Send fait portals To the never done, seal our forever. Tell me I'm not invisible, instead Make me invincible with together. Notice me with close, leave my hurting dead. I'll give my world as I say the unsaid, But only if you keep my heart fed red.Sonnet II
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Had a violent struggle taken place?
There was every sign that lead there.
Witness found a switchblade on the ground.
Was the victim unaware?
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