24 November 2009

Sonnet #2

I sit in front of the screen and I think
How is it that i will kill off this one ?
These few last words may push me to the brink,
Isn't writing supposed to be just fun?

I'm having to face my characters now,
the ones i birthed and hold so near,
for now it is their turn to take a bow.
the things i planned for them are so severe

My favorite one will be the first to go.
But the killing part is just so tragic,
when saying my goodbyes to those i know.
If only i could just use some magic.

Procrastinating my climax is death,
it is leaving me a bit out of breath

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