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2003-02-17 19:04:01 (UTC)

Sonnet of a Girl 1/19/2003


I tried for iambic pentameter here folks, I think I missed
though...


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Beauty, She wears a dress of flowing tiers


yet she has no flowing tears for to dry


as the breezes blow calm they ease her fears


Of nights to come alone without a tie


and of angels singing gently amen


the sound of music lends its spirit too


the night of nights for her to come again


spirits trying, telling her it is due


her life's challenge up for auction-- life to


highest bidder--bidding for the harlot,


the lady of the night she wants it too


A life to call her own, a life of but


easy life a life to call her own not


life of slavery, life of imagination thought.


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Ok... that took me longer than expected...I hope it came out ok.

~Salem


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