'Shakespearean' 'sonnet'
Learn more about other poetry terms
What we’re both made of, it’s what makes me up too
I have these paper wings, so when it’s raining I can’t keep up with you
What you’ve done my friend, I cannot undo
The last whole year, a giant blur to me.
Ask me about specific happenings,
And I'll recount them to you faithfully.
While not all bad, 'Twenty was saddening.
