All this nonsense snivel's not my style,
If You said "forget me", I will do.
I don't need You troubled but I want Your smile,
Though without You it's cold and salty dew
Stands out - this portion's painful and salt ,
Yet there's much more sweet love in my heart -
It won't let me fall in selfish owe,
Do mad things, but rather let you go...
Though my passion whet like burning fire,
Still true mindful love is standing higher.
Selfish passions once will live their day,
Yet true love is going an eternal way.
It will let You go, though flaming lust
Wants You back, but only love I trust!
Sonnet 20 All this nonsense snivel s not my style
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