Pop Sonnet #6200
Really this whole thing is framed
Below the root so far down
And when exclamation tamed
The girl sent me to town
On the level I am struck
With mixed feelings all the way
There is no way that luck
Was here before the sway
And that means making everything new
And disregarding the other noise
That is to place me here with blue
The purpose in the poise
That was to demonstrate the kick
Next time give to me your lick
Pop Sonnet #6201
It now seems so strange to be here
Seems like I will reach my goal
And when you look at one in the tear
There was a proper toll
That could have provided the course of the mage
Where emptiness shadows the cusp
The only thing greater than being strange
Is to notice what is up
And you will never travel to the land before
The crisscrossing of the flame repeats
Where she gave me everything and more
And went to the game seats
The only thing I realize about this challenge plain
Was advice to get ahead through gain
Pop Sonnet #6202
Look at where we belong to settle
Please partake in a formula prayer
When you tried to emulate metal
And that is what we dare
If you were already involved so deep
There are positions handled
There we go to govern sleep
Missed the lost of candled
But if I can get away with shit
And then expect her to be fine
Or when she lets me go and sit
The clock will reverse mine
When you have foreseen many paybacks
And you cut me some slack
Pop Sonnet #6203
We should already belong to the store
That if I can fast today it would be great
And that is why I ask for no more
And hanging out is such fate
When you know what I have called
And disappear into the health
The next time they are here stalled
I will plagiarize wealth
That should have been headed
To a mutual stern batch
And that is why the turn shredded
When you know to catch
They will send you into a past
That you knew to relive at last
Pop Sonnet #6204
Waking up to this position is far
But not sure what to push into
The fact that five of them really are
And five more to get through
The day so based around my slam
Into the car the other half looms
And when you get into the tram
When you solemnly admit the tomb
Was a play on words never tried
But had to get all self reflexive
When you have somehow applied
The type of ledger in the speculative
And if you give to me the place
I will insert level grace
Pop Sonnet #6205
I would have to double check the crash
When you took the word to the bridge
And when you made the hash
There we have a new ridge
Below the Earth into the rope
That descends into the ground
And when the rightful car is a trope
That creates a complete found
Of what you watch involving top
The climb after the fall
Where you could see the next to stop
Before there is a motion at all
And now I see where I was meant to be
You can always be the one to sit here with me
Pop Sonnet #6206
And I still think there is one more
Time ahead to fixate stairs
The fact that I could not remember for
Anything you kept the wares
And that means one thing to demonstrate
The squeamish take no notice
Because I plan on going late
The best thing we can focus
And never talk about what had to refine
The mention of your name so potent
And when the other day is mine
I would have gone to the moment
That I cannot figure out for the life of me
Unless your object bursts at what could be
Pop Sonnet #6207
So I start to fall asleep
Before the Earth tries the move
And when the echo comes to sweep
Before the golden arch soothes
And whatever I paid you
They will triple your wage
The idea that you are going to
Let me have that sage
To develop a new certainty
And elevate the mile marker
The factual and quality
Will lighten when it is darker
That kept me in a round of folds
The very next day you sold
Pop Sonnet #6208
When you foresee the next type of grain
That will alleviate all the same
The moment you have pain
We will live the game
And take for me the opening
In the demonstration kicked
Where you were coping
With the ideal that was fixed
Into a spot of desperate exhaustion
Before the keys started floating away
When there could have been lost on
The fellow type of tray
That will give unto me rest
So I can believe that all will be the best
Pop Sonnet #6209
Play for me the bridge so planned
And curve it into the surf
To be the very next up band
And lost you what is worth
So even if the bad thing occurred
The good thing weighs out karmic
The best thing I have ever heard
Is that she wants to be with this cynic
That I have become because I think
And all my thoughts come dragging
When you catch upon the link
The conversation lagging
Into the next few hundred I give a dance
There is a point to be entranced
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