Thursday, May 5, 2016

Pop Sonnet #7930

And here we go for the press is hot
And that is why the shape bizarre
Was to feel like what we have got
And went into the bar

Which was keeping me afloat
For the time that was being
And there we had just wrote
The last of all of the things

And if you want to be my friend
I will send you to the haze
Which some will find again
In this random maze

Which is what I like about the form
Above or below the current storm

Pop Sonnet #7931

Which really separates the goal
And keeps us nearby frame
There to be the only toll
Was left inside the name

And if we could adjust the time
There is a positive flow
Which was about the dime
That had kept you in the know

And everywhere I go to bring
The staff of righteous meant
Was already envisioning
The proper things you lent

And the wind it blows from on high
Which is the very thing you try

Pop Sonnet #7932

And I was turning to the page
That was somewhere in the midst
Of the forgotten always cage
The first and last of this

Which I can see a day or two
Coming up with all the frames
There when you discover true
Feelings that were games

The best thing that you did for me
Was letting me decide when to use
The proper type of property
And that is why confused

With all the time we spent together
I want you to see forever

Pop Sonnet #7933

And if this turns out to be the wheel
There are forms of division standing
There could be another seal
And that is what is handing

The first feeling I have is for the Lord to know
That I love him no matter what
The thoughts that play a mile go
Into the old rut

And if that divide of strength
Was common in the risen
There are permeations at length
And that is what is given

What looks as though is turned complete
There are ways to be there to greet

Pop Sonnet #7934

And if you need to separate the factor
Was all that I had to repeat
To see whatever came back an actor
In the best type of the beat

That was rhythm in the hand
Of fancy choices made so ready
There no one will understand
And that is about as heady

Where you prophecy with the most of heart
And there you get me into words
There could be the only part
And that is everything I have heard

Which for now brings peace
And lives among us to be least

Pop Sonnet #7935

And if you see me chance the dive
Was so high up we could forever see
Into the backwoods where the hive
Was part of the property

And that is why I get so worried
Because I know of the fragile
The very thing that could have hurried
Was the sympathy so agile

And really if you know for awhile
The things that had occurred
Which could really make me smile
Was switched around in heard

And that is why the mass went so late
The property will hesitate

Pop Sonnet #7936

So if you push into the mold
There is an idea belonging
To the current type of sold
The further we are pushing

And if you have a lofty thought
You will be redeemed
By the time that we have got
To keep us all the dreamed

Of a place where current text
Was alive in most of the calls
Where I could see what happened next
Before the very tall

Were trudging around the Earth before
Anyone had seen the door

Pop Sonnet #7937

And if you travel lightly to the inventive town
Was about as far away possible to get
That will leave us to the sound
And ability to sit

Was always like the fruition deep
And plays upon my mind
Was here to be the peaceful sleep
And that is how they find

When you get back into waste
There is a position dancing
Was about to get the very taste
Of people that were romancing

In the distance she is calling to me like a bridge
I will see you if I make it over the next ridge

Pop Sonnet #7938

And really if you wanted more to gain
There was a limit to what you could do
And I will see you in the train
Was level to be through

And that will make me understand
The demonstration of the curse
Was here to be the portion hand
And that is what is worse

And if you want me to abridge
The root in dust so planned
Was about the current feeling lids
Of where the course will be grand


And there is some kind of look
That presents itself in this kind of book

Pop Sonnet #7939

Which for me is all I could represent
And make for me the children swept
Was about as much as they had spent
The best thing that had crept

There are positions so honored to fly
Was a course that ballooned into waste
There we have to go and why
Is the level you had faced

And the earlier the clock does show
Is a thing I need to hope to deny
Was here before any of the blows
Were left before the cry

There were decisions in the back
And that was why I had no slack

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