Analysis of punching bag
I destroy people for a living
with no regret,
there's no forgiving
no need to be justified
they turn their backs,
you sink your knife
I'll be the grim
the sharpened reaper
and here...
now you can be
my brother's keeper
It took more guts for me to blow my brains
More than any *ss you nailed or saved
It took more guts to end my life
than you gave
on any day
to labor and strife
Where is the reward in continuing?
I cut my wrists
and then you ring...
So what's the bloody point in this?
I kiss your tail,
you clench my fists
"Just go ahead hit me, will you?"
clearly
it's not me
who wants to kill you
Scheme | AXAXXBXCXDC XXBXXBAEA XXEFDDF |
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 101101010 1101 11010 111110 1111 1111 1101 01010 01 1111 11010 1111111111 111011111 11111111 111 1101 11001 1100100100 1111 0111 11010101 1111 1111 11011111 10 111 11111 |
Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
Characters | 573 |
Words | 123 |
Sentences | 6 |
Stanzas | 3 |
Stanza Lengths | 11, 9, 7 |
Lines Amount | 27 |
Letters per line (avg) | 17 |
Words per line (avg) | 5 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 152 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 41 |
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Submitted on October 15, 2013
Modified on March 05, 2023
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