Analysis of Trident
I'm only lonely when I'm with you. You bring out the worst in me, a cavernous sinus and ear bleed blocking the causeway. Gallant, you try to pep me up but I timed out to your demonstrations.
On how to be happy. No please don't. It hurts can't you see? Blind just like a leper, screeching halt on the freeway. Driving distances from my life to yours. No, I don't want to come.Oh, grow up! Exasperation! Who wins this game is dead. Oh good, I will try my hardest.Grind grit grot grin you give me shingles. I scratch for you, my evil mate.
Oh, when will you stop trying to ‘fix me’? Can’t you tell I’m ok the way I am? Driven by a forklift he stammers as he talks; I want to smack the words out of him. Hardest-hit has to heave-ho. And off I go.
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Metre | 1101011111110101010010011100110111111111111010 1111101111111111101010110110100111111111111101011111111111111111111011111101 11111101111111110111101011111111110111110111110111 |
Characters | 764 |
Words | 156 |
Sentences | 20 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1 |
Lines Amount | 3 |
Letters per line (avg) | 185 |
Words per line (avg) | 49 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 185 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 49 |
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Love affair gone inside the gate
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