Analysis of When I was 12
My eyes water but they do not burn
These are tears I've cried before
I am confined to this space
But even here
Evil encroaches
Why is it that
My beautiful art
Must be the product
Of such disaster
These are just words
On a ripped page
With no meaning
I try and i try
But they are always meaningless
Eyes staring at me from the cracks on the wall
There is no privacy here
I am alone in-between
And i cry every night but you do not watch me then
You only watch me when i strip and when i please you
Even if i cry under you gaze you will not see me
You will just watch me bleed before you
Then hastily wash it off you dirty fingers
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| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 111011111 1111101 1101111 1101 10010 1111 11001 11010 11010 1111 1011 1110 11011 1111100 11011101101 1111001 1101001 01110011111111 1101111101111 10111101111111 111111011 110011111010 |
| Closest metre | Iambic tetrameter |
| Characters | 633 |
| Words | 137 |
| Sentences | 1 |
| Stanzas | 6 |
| Stanza Lengths | 5, 4, 5, 3, 2, 3 |
| Lines Amount | 22 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 23 |
| Words per line (avg) | 6 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 83 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 22 |
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Written on October 02, 2022
Submitted by chandinialgoefairy11 on October 02, 2022
Modified on March 05, 2023
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