Sonnet 7 That day you said...
That day you said :" Move on, goodbye!
Forget me, start your life anew!"
My head hanged down, eyes full of cry :
You are in me, I DO LOVE YOU !
...But if its true, then - OH! -
I have to get no gain
From love so sweet, go through
The gloom of lonely pain.
Real love requires to meet
Such woe, sometimes it not comes back,
But real lovers with love sweet
Not low, will pass this sense in black!
Only love that's great and true
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