Ryter Roethicle

Devoid of Love....Pushkin Sonnet

Life is the gift of fate, please help me
Why was I the one to be chosen
Why was I, the one you made be
The one who's heart was to be broken.
So many times you have done this
That its impossible for me to dismiss
There is a plot, or some cruel plan
To see if you can break this poor man.
Is devoid of love to be my life's existence
No someone special to share my life;
No one to with me in happiness or strife,
Or is this a plot to test my patience?
Am I to go through life loveless forever
Or is there someone who'll be there ever.

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