The Demons Inside Her: A Shakespearean Sonnet

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A Shakespearean sonnet that I wrote about a friend in my English class. If you have any questions about any confusing words, or the meaning behind this sonnet, please leave comments, and I'll be sure to reply.

Submitted: April 25, 2015

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Submitted: April 25, 2015



My darling beauty dear, of such fair mind

Tasted words, felt thoughts with her soft fingers

Harsh words made her run and leave us behind

She did not realize that our hearts are hers.

She was not confident, for she was rare

Her skin had red bumps and her nose was plump

Dark brown eyes saw only frizzy black hair

Her kind, beating heart is a pure gold lump.

The demons found out and chipped at her heart

Her molten silver tears flowed down her lowls

From her gathering demons she did dart

But in her fast retreat the stray dog howls.

My darling innocent child of the sun

To return, around the world you must run.

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