Analysis of Forgetful Words
I rise forgetful of my sleep, and my hands I gently weep. My memories of you I shall keep, they're hidden deep down inside, where no one knows how to find them.
You've played a trick, now my heart is in distress. I lost a part of my world, and now my life is spinning out of control. Grasping for something to hold, just a little bit to slow me down.
I still hear the harshness of your words, tearing into my heart, will you read this loudly, or will this do more harm than good.
Scheme | ABC |
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Poetic Form | Tercet |
Metre | 110101110111101110011111110110111111111 110111110011101111011111011011011011101011111 11101011110011111111011111111 |
Characters | 479 |
Words | 96 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 1 |
Stanza Lengths | 3 |
Lines Amount | 3 |
Letters per line (avg) | 122 |
Words per line (avg) | 32 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 367 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 96 |
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