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Nameless Passions
Why does it burn like secret fire,
All this wicked, lost desire?
What do I really feel from you?
Touch the poet,
Feel the pain,
Midnight in the morning rain.
All the memories,
Wasted time?
Bereft of all reason,
Passion without rhyme.
What do I really want to do?
What do I really want from you?
END
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Syndra Lynnabout 19 years agoi am a fan of rhyme
and I loved the first 2 strophes. The meter stumbles in the third, however and you lost momentum. Rework this and it could be just lovely.
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