Pop Sonnet #2010
Just to contact the only one
That cared for me always
And to come a minor son
The difference in the days
And mellow back the prism shines
Fearful in the mount
And if there are total lines
Then what is the hit count
That you can really go by
To tell you accurate information
And with a heavy sigh
You go back into probation
That servant of the warrior class
And all of the controlled glass
Pop Sonnet #2011
Actually here lies the challenge test
For whatever moments bring
At least going back to the nest
Will allow the soul to sing
About a perimeter set before
The longing for the poison drop
And if you settle up and pour
Along with a minor playing stop
That came along and sheltered you
For how ever many days
And gave a triumphant feeling too
When hands were in the way
And ask to drop a plural when
The cycle of the planet been
Pop Sonnet #2012
This will go on for quite awhile
Got to always challenge the take
For the length of several miles
And the certain type of mistake
That phony lies and ringing truth
Separate in a large chasm and a storm
And if you become a sleuth
Don't remember to stay warm
Somehow the feelings subside at last
And protect the wear and tear
If I can give up anything fast
It would be the only scare
Of abnormal situations at last
Got to see if you go fast
Pop Sonnet #2013
Still relativity tribute much
That bounces in and out
Along for where the only touch
Comes into the sold doubt
That seems to be a repeated phrase
For what it is worth to be common
And when they bring out the haze
Ask for another shaman
When ruthless interjecting fear
Comes shooting cross the screen
You will fill it into the year
That made you another scene
One that played well with the cast
And the play will always last
Pop Sonnet #2014
I hear the song of timing tricks
That gentle wisp of light
The way to come upon the sticks
And left her up to sight
When there is such a pull on tight
That brings a bit of fans
Into the ultimate of night
That pass along the vans
When taking off at full speed
There are often objections heard
And when that is the only need
The line becomes so blurred
To feature on the casting play
And made up everything to say
Pop Sonnet #2015
Been in contact with the boss
The man that I must hear
When the suffering and loss
Bring us closer every year
And he will set forth the take
Of the number running game
And clean me up for all the sake
Of where there can be the same
Type of animal to cage
A lot like an old environment
And if you add to the age
Then what is already spent
Along with cars and camel flash
I've been choking on the ash
Pop Sonnet #2016
Now I fired up a small race
To see if I can beat the clock
Along with your perfect face
And if you only mock
The way back is narrow still
To lose behind the freedom of the yard
That can be put into a pill
And lose when it gets hard
And if a line goes longer than
The other in the stanza suit
I will rely on the only fan
That seems to eat the fruit
Along with guardians to blame
And afterwards we keep it all the same
Pop Sonnet #2017
After all with ten minutes left
Or maybe even a few more
There is time for your theft
Of the biggest of the score
That you could possibly arrange
When trying over thoughts
That came out to meet the only strange
And rearranged the shots
That storyboard led to believe
The company was lost
And if the way we all can grieve
Whatever it may cost
And if there is a way to find a cure for my madness
Then let that situation win to be in all the sadness
Pop Sonnet #2018
That is a bit too personal
The abstract wins it out
Because of the feeling of it all
And forcing with a bout
To take for granted anything
Except so much time has elapsed
Would be an error you could bring
When the guilt tries the collapsed
Metaphysical lantern slide
That I once stole to own
Never will I lose my pride
And giving back the bone
That made me realize I was in trouble
Nearly reducing my life to rubble
Pop Sonnet #2019
But since I took the honest route
The bad times will all fade
Unless there is a type of flute
That followers had made
To get around and go along
With feelings of a piper play
That keeps the daily song
And fixes all to go the way
Of the dragon that entices
When the diagram is a hope
That keeps all the old vices
Stacked up next to the rope
That binds the thinkers into one hand
And counts the total grains of sand
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