PerrydaPlatypuz

I used to not believe in love at first sight. Then, what is this feeling I have, that makes me want to shield you from those controlling eyes? And why do I feel the urge to stand between you and those standing lies? As I sit in my bedroom alone I close my eyes and try to convince myself otherwise. Confusion, like smoke, fogs up my mind and I can barely remember your face. Yet as soon as my eyes open I see you shining in the clarity of the moonlight. This cannot be love, for you are still nameless, heartless, soulless to me. I have not truely found who you are so why do I find myself caring. This must be love, for how can caring exist wit

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Had to write 5 Sonnets for Lord of the Flies...was torture :) Should I post them on here?