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# As a dear friend you care for me Sure as the air I breathe To love me anymore than this Not sure if I believe Each day anew the Sun will rise But nighttime hides away Thus, your love and affection If here, will never stay Was given Cinderella's ball Before midnight's last strike Must scurry from the pageantry Else, face a certain fright Extravagance would disappear Revealing to the Prince Her true self in the deepest way The pains that made her wince Afraid once she was vulnerable Find out was all a lie A ****** that would pierce through her heart With certainty she'd die Truth though, if given that moment Each flaw the Prince could see Each one a part of Cinderella; Part of her beauty Suddenly, she understood She did not have to hide What was closed off long time ago And buried deep inside Still with some fear, her heart she gave And with a lightning strike Fulfilled with happiness and love And stepped into the light #
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Dec 10, 2018
Dec 10, 2018 at 10:41 AM UTC
Light at the end of the tunnel
# As a dear friend you care for me Sure as the air I breathe To love me anymore than this Not sure if I believe Each day anew the Sun will rise But nighttime hides away Thus, your love and affection If here, will never stay Was given Cinderella's ball Before midnight's last strike Must scurry from the pageantry Else, face a certain fright Extravagance would disappear Revealing to the Prince Her true self in the deepest way The pains that made her wince Afraid once she was vulnerable Find out was all a lie A ****** that would pierce through her heart With certainty she'd die Truth though, if given that moment Each flaw the Prince could see Each one a part of Cinderella; Part of her beauty Suddenly, she understood She did not have to hide What was closed off long time ago And buried deep inside Still with some fear, her heart she gave And with a lightning strike Fulfilled with happiness and love And stepped into the light #
I was toiling over the structure of this poem. I often like short succinct lines but almost every even and odd line are paired and could easily make four, four-line stanzas each with 7 iambs. Curious what others might think. Any comments are appreciated. Written: November 12, 2018 All rights reserved. [Iambic Heptameter format]
micrography-mike-d
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48/M/Massachusetts
Dec 10, 2018
Dec 10, 2018 at 10:41 AM UTC
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