I once knew a boy who'd rather chase
a fleeting love than let it go to waste.
I once knew a boy who'd give it all
He didn't care if he'd trip and fall.
I once knew a boy who cried
His tears he would not hide
I once knew a boy who didn't care who saw
He loved me with his fire, bright and raw
I once knew a boy whose love was passionate and new
And then, alas, and then, he grew.
Now he's a man,
jaded and old,
His fire burnt out,
his love gone cold.
-Shana Azooi
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His fire burnt out,
his love grown cold.
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mr anonymous,
that is grammatically incorrect?
In what sense?
don't you mean 'his love GREW cold'?
or 'his love HAS grown cold'
Without meaning to sound bitchy or anything, there is nothing wrong with what i wrote.
It's meant to be read like
'his fire, burnt out,
his love, grown cold'
Hope that helps you understand why I wrote it as such.
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