Distorted Reality
Why should she not return my love to me
For mighty deeds on your behalf I’ve done
Think you I’ve spoken in hyperbole
I shall display I cannot be outdone
I’ve stolen brother’s car to come see you
And stare at you from outside your window
Remember dates from in your planner too
To follow you wherever you might go
Reality is that my view’s distorted
For to the cops my love you have reported
Felt like something goofy tonight, so here’s a Shakespearean Sonnet lol
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