Anti-Sonnet #7

Individuals die.  Earths disappears.
Superstars collapse.  But, universes,
Or Goddesses, well, they shall resound
All brilliantly and forevermore. 
It all started with infatuation and
A mademoiselle, whom was quite unsure.
She told me no, and move on I did not…
So my frowns were sure, yet still glorious
Lonely, lost and confused–yet so enthused–
Too alive, too young, and ever more enchanted.
At first it was rough, but there is no excuse
To lose at love is tough–not ever the more evil–
Especially when we are all chasing dreams.
That’s all, isn’t it?  Sugar-Pi-Honey-Boo,
I just want to do justice to you heart.
For I’ve been engrossed by you from the start.

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