just another LAWLESS SONNET.....
I shall write of fading distant things Of silenced bells, birds without wings Of time, that metronomic dunce Who lives its moments all at once I’ll view this masterpiece I’ve painted Slightly perfect, slightly tainted Leave it to you to gauge the hues Of struggling artists paying dues Upon them I have placed my mark Both heaven light and hellish dark For each pursues the shredded truth Of tarnished age and stumbling youth Of dreams released and dreams contained A perfect life still slightly stained
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