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Can somebody please label the meter in this poem ASAP

I will take your heart.
I will take your soul out of your body
As though I were God.
I will not be satisfied
With the little words you say to me.
I will not be satisfied
With the touch of your hand
Nor the sweet of your lips alone.
I will take your heart for mine.
I will take your soul.
I will be God when it comes to you.

Answer :

i think it need.to rime a little more like .

All the things we hide in water

hoping we won't see them go ---

(forests growing under water

press against the one we know) ---

and they might have gone on growing.

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