Sonnet Six...

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The sorrow and the pain develops into one

I'm not sure how much more I can take

My hand unsteady against this cold gun

There isn't much of anything anymore to make.

I never wanted to come to this end

But what else am I supposed to do?

We have become a rather-much-dangerous bend

There's nothing in this world if I can't have you.

I'm sorry that I have to do this

But it's all that I have left to give

You took away everything and left me in a cold, dark abyss

Now, there's nothing left more for you to live.

Don't cry now, it'll all go away

For in this life, you can no longer stay.

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