A sonnet of my own -sonnet III-

I will reveal to the world my secret
At the end, in the middle will say it
You are trustworthy you are a close friend
From time to time it is all there is
A dear friend be, all the way to the end
Forget about the sorrows and the mazes
Jailed behind treason bars of a brother
Stabs in the back, some in the heart, Alas!
It feels so cruel yet we wait for ever
Great heartbreakers ; therefore, you just must pass
Let the puzzle undone. Let go your doubt
It is no good to hold on to the past
When there are no windows open, go out
Do not look back; just run; run real fast


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