July 16, 2024
For Emile Pinet Sponsored Contest : Abracadabra Rhyme
Syllable count : 9 per line (HMS)
Rhyme checked at RhymeZone
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From the dust of broken dreams I rise, the cloud of gloom drifts away I find. The new height of bliss, I'd never miss. My crushed heart I hear silently cries, but the bird in me will never die, on brisk wings it’ll soar in seamless skies. I was captive in your contrived cage, tears drained pain inside from the closed eyes. Rainbow hues I now see paint my mind. I'd never miss the new height of bliss, where euphoric cloud fleet freely flies.
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