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Many Hearts (Sonnets #2 and 3)

It was late at night when I wrote this, like midnight or maybe even later, so I guess I was kinda delusional... and then the first line came to me and I was like "OMFG I HAFTA WRITE THAT DOWN!!!" so I did and Sonnet #2 is what came out. Later, I decided it was about my friend Amelia (a. k. a. Meily [May-lee], I lurve yoooou) and then I added Sonnet #3. They're two different sonnets, but they're one poem, if that makes any sense... S#3 doesn't really make sense but S#2 is... okay.

Created by TreehouseSlumberParty on Tuesday, July 08, 2008

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READ MEMO!!! I'm continuing it here cuz I ran out of room.
It's about a girl who has a lot of love in her but she's giving it all--well, she WANTS to give it all--to this boy who doesn't really love her and doesn't really deserve her love.
S#2 is more about mah Meily than S#3 is... I dunno, weird things happen when I try to expand poems that are fine the way they are.
Anyways, here you go!
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I am the one with many hearts to spare,
Although, at times, it seems my hearts are gone,
And sometimes they all just lie broken there,
And other times they sleep from dusk to dawn.
I am the one with many hearts unseen
Because I have so much love I can give.
He can be so uncaring and so mean,
And yet, he is the reason that I live.
But still, my hearts will live inside my soul,
No man or boy could take them all from me,
He doesn't have a heart to pay the toll,
But I have just a few hearts too many.
Without a heart, there's not much he can do,
He'll have a heart if he can love me too.

My heart sleeps like an angel in his soul,
No force or being can wake it from sleep,
But then the summer heat burnt it like coal,
And now I'm left, without my heart, to weep.
But I'm the one with many hearts to love,
And I have saved my strongest heart for last,
The silver one, with wings white like a dove,
And through the deep brown eyes I can't see past
Some mischief danced around like sparkling wine.
I wanted to love him with all my hearts,
But his small toll transformed into a fine,
And he could not pay it back with his smarts.
It feels like he only thought me a pwan,
'Cause now my strongest heart's forever gone.


By Anna

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