Analysis of 3:14 am
and slowly I lose the memory of us
the sound of your accent is leaving from my mind
the sound of your name doesn't pierce my heart anymore
the color of your eyes stops haunting my dreams
the sound of your laughter is fading away
I'm forgetting the touch of your hand
I no longer feel warmth from simply the thought of you
I don’t recall your favourite song
I'm slowly losing memory on how we used to be happy
I'm slowly forgetting who you are
our memories are simply a story of the past
although I'll always carry the pain you handed me
you don't deserve to live in my heart anymore
you are no longer my memory to hold
and I don’t know if that
makes me happy
or terrified
| Scheme | ABCDEFGHIJKICLMIN |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 01011010011 011101110111 011111011101 01011111011 01111011001 101001111 1110111100111 111111 1101010011111110 110010111 10100110010101 11110011101 11011101101 11110110011 011111 1110 110 |
| Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
| Characters | 678 |
| Words | 135 |
| Sentences | 1 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 17 |
| Lines Amount | 17 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 31 |
| Words per line (avg) | 8 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 532 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 132 |
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