A Sonnet to a Fashion Affair
My love for fashion wildly grows,
For everytime I walk into a store
I cannot help, but buy more clothes;
I shop, and shop until I snore.
Blouses, skirts, and pants alike,
I need something for every occaision.
Like when I go to ride my bike,
and especially during the back-to-school season.
Whether styling a perfect outfit for the night
or designing a runway line of couture,
Each item must fit just right,
so I make a mark in the future.
I want my name on a clothing line,
something beautifully crafted, delicate, and divine.
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