It’s scary to think that we shared something realThen that means I actually loss something I can’t bare the thought of you with another Living out the dreams we talked about My heart still calls your nameAnd this void is at a standstill But to love myself is to let you goLook back and accept what it was…Real.
About free versePoetry without a set rhyme scheme or regular meter, shaped by the poet.
Free verse has no fixed rhyme scheme or regular meter, so there is no rule to check it against. That does not mean it lacks craft. The poet chooses where lines break, how long they run, and what repeats, and those choices shape it.
Listen for Where each line ends, and how that break changes the way you hear it.
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