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HexSonnetta Form
My light was dark and cold
til you came in the door,
then time fell through the floor.
To you my soul I've sold,
The price I'll pay, untold.
My heart you'll soon restore.
Til then my hope so true
is our similitude.
As life we mottle through,
I'll share myself with you
in life's short interlude.
Then death we will exude.
For you my only plea,
are you my destiny?
08/31/15
Copyright © James Inman | Year Posted 2015
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