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The Dream (Terza Rima) by x0lovelylarnx0

As I am awakening from a dream I begin to think I am In a different place The beautiful sun has been seen I'm searching for a mysterious face The face is like a shiny clear crystal It feels like a silky piece of lace The face is very oddly mystical I felt it again and it felt like sand I massaged his head it was predictable It was amazing he kissed my hand His lips were as soft as a bird feather He looked like a boy from a rock band He is as hot as warm summer weather But is so cold I could use a sweater

Sasha 24-Jul-04/4:31 PM
This shows some grasp of imagery. The rhymes are once again forced though. When you have a word accented on the penultimate syllable ending a line, you should have 11 syllables in the line total.




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