My first sonnet.
The last line defies the rules, oh well:

The day in which the sun does glow brightly
Clouds of dark memories so unsightly
See a passionate foe of love and hate
Looking to the stars to figure his fate

A cloud of scarlet lust does not subside
Feelings in misery he cannot hide
The sun does shine upon his fragile heart
The blackest of black shall tear him a part

Revulsion does not tear love from his mind
True love is the only love he can find
Adoration for his biggest dislike
A puncture wound from the loveliest spike

A harsh doubt is his only confliction
His only pain comes from his only addiction
 
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