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For you, I fell in something much like love –
In love, and so to life, you see it well.
You gave my sense of self its final shove
And past my self-made barriers I fell.
While I fell through, I pondered your intent.
Was any piece of this a plot at all?
A push on purpose, or mere accident?
I wondered if you'd meant to see me fall.
And as I thought, I just fell further down,
Aware that I must surely meet my end.
I thought of you, I thought that I could drown
In all my love for you, my final friend.
But if you weren't conspiring my fall,
Then why did you not help me up at all?
In love, and so to life, you see it well.
You gave my sense of self its final shove
And past my self-made barriers I fell.
While I fell through, I pondered your intent.
Was any piece of this a plot at all?
A push on purpose, or mere accident?
I wondered if you'd meant to see me fall.
And as I thought, I just fell further down,
Aware that I must surely meet my end.
I thought of you, I thought that I could drown
In all my love for you, my final friend.
But if you weren't conspiring my fall,
Then why did you not help me up at all?
A sonnet I wrote quite a long time ago. Not really a long time. About the same time as my Suicide Sonnet.
I have little to say about this one other than that I can't tell if it's any good or not. With sonnets, it's often hard to tell.
I have little to say about this one other than that I can't tell if it's any good or not. With sonnets, it's often hard to tell.
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