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The main burden of this sonnet seems to be 'Why do you torture me so?' and to a large extent the poem has to be read in reverse. For initially the suggestion is made that the beloved sends out spies to pry jealously into the poet's activities, but by the time we reach the end it is the writer himself who is staying awake, watching and imagining every move his beloved makes in an anguish of jealousy. Yet it is never quite stated this way, and the poet claims that his love is so much greater than the youth's, and it is that which keeps him awake, not the youth's love for him.
Edited by Steph - 24/9/2013, 17:18
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Leave the world behind you
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I think I'm drowning
asphyxiating
I wanna break the spell
that you've created
you're something beautiful
a contradiction
I wanna play the game
I want the friction
you will be
the death of me
yeah, you will be
the death of me
bury it
I won't let you bury it
I won't let you smother it
I won't let you murder it
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How can I decide what's right When you're clouding up my mind? I can't win your losing fight All the time Not gonna ever own whats mine When you're always taking sides? But you won't take away my pride No, not this time Not this time How did we get here? When I used to know you
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