Shakespearean Sonnet: A Way of Despair, Lies, Hope
A strong curse unforgotten with dismay
Disheartened with a much grieving statement
Despair awaits us in the nearest day
That creates something of satire torment
Why can't one change the animosity?
Known for its strong prideful egotism
The hard undying love passionately
Speaks to a yearning of one's fascism
Pleasure of the guilt could bring one's downfall
Never to hold but break each of one's bond
When that time comes to answer thy own call
That guilt will end through punishment beyond
So face the truth and start something good
And renew the status of your self-hood
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