Analysis of June 7 2004
The day that I lost you
I lost a piece of me
Like when we lost Layne
It started to rain
Now I sit at your grave and weep
Experiencing phantom pain
Random ocean waves of emotion
Flood over me
Bro we were blood
Forever destined to be
But now here’s your final resting place
In my mind
I can barely remember your face
I can’t believe you won the race
To the fucking pearly gates
It was supposed to be me
Who took the early journey
To feel hell’s eternal fury
But I’m still here
A complete fucking disgrace
I’ll always shoulder this heavy weight
Pushing that boulder day to day
That’s my Sisyphean fate.
| Scheme | ABCCDCEBFBGHGGIBBBJGKLK |
|---|---|
| Poetic Form | |
| Metre | 011111 110111 11111 11011 11111101 01000101 101011010 1101 1101 0101011 111110101 011 111001011 11011101 1010101 1101111 1101010 11101010 1111 0011001 11101101 10110111 1111 |
| Closest metre | Iambic trimeter |
| Characters | 606 |
| Words | 116 |
| Sentences | 1 |
| Stanzas | 1 |
| Stanza Lengths | 23 |
| Lines Amount | 23 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 21 |
| Words per line (avg) | 5 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 477 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 116 |
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