Sonnet 2

In my overall life on earth,

I have witnessed many things.

Many relationship flings,

ever since my birth.

Those love affairs are not important.

Not those who are not worth it

Its just a hit

in the chest, like a bite from an ant.

No one will understand

until they feel the same.

By then it's just a frame,

that is held in your hand.

When you feel heart break it will make sense.

But until then your heart is surrounded by a picket fence.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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