stumbling, mumbling

___I had to write a sonnet for my English class. It's not totally in iambic pentameter (I literally have no rhythm.) Thought it had a cute melody though, so I thought why not show of my quote on quote poetic talents. Haha

Stumbling, mumbling, it can always finds you.

It trips and flips, it sends you head o'er heels.

Bumbling, fumbling, you blush 'til you turn blue.

It clips and nips, the parts of souls, it steals.

Sighing, flying, you pine away the day.

It shakes and quakes, it's shivers down the spine.

Dying, crying, your world is turning gray.

It breaks and takes, you feel your soul is swine.

Laying, preying, it waits 'til eyes are closed.

It finds and winds around and round and round.

Weighing, praying, your heart becomes exposed.

It blinds and binds until your soul feels drowned.

But soon it takes your saddened soul above,

And souls do mix to form the truest love.

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