Your Creed
Screwed Contest
Sponsor: Rob Carmack
My love you left me far out west,
I knew our love would be a test,
before you leave, one last request,
tell me baby, "why so depressed?"
I promised you help when in need,
I broke it out of bitter greed.
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That morning I got up and dressed,
saying good bye, who would've guessed?
younger days I was your conquest,
you're older now and not impressed.
You said our good bye was agreed,
I said, “that's fine good bye indeed."
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Through all our changes I confess,
too many times I was so stressed,
you seemed different from the rest,
my sadness seemed so unexpressed.
Mind races though I am fatigued,
warned you were a different breed.
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Laying I prayed on your headrest,
so tired, needing to decompress,
had a feeling you were distressed,
so now it's my turn to suppress.
How in the world should I proceed?
To see the truth behind your creed.
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LaCharta Poem
Four stanza's with 8 syllables in each line.
192 Syllables in all
Checked Syllable Count at: howmanysyllables.com
Rhyme scheme: AAAABB AAAABB AAAABB AAAABB
Date Written: February 14, 2016
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