Poetry

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I am free verse and she is bold lined well controlled rhyme scheme
Her life shapes that ABA the consistency we dreamed of
But the repetition she hates
Where her life goes on and on
In a sad song
Of repeated promises that she clings to
Through a broken heart and shattered ribs

I am free verse and she is strict but powerful rhyme scheme
Where I can see above the mountains
Which she has to climb
And give her the oxygen to keep on breathing
And she reminds me it's ok to cry
Because after all, rocks have feelings too

I am free verse, free flowing, free natured
She is rhyme scheme, rhyming life, rhyming dreams
She want to break out of this shell
She must break out of this shell
I am free of this shell
At last
And now I spill out

And now I spill out
And affect the world

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