https://mwichary.medium.com/seduced-shaggy-samson-snored-725...
She sharpens the scissors, and sharpens her skill
She'll snip and she'll shape, and her fingers so swift
Will swiftly restore a style so befitting
She slices the strands with a silent salute
To sacredly sanctify the silhouette
Solace sought in scissors, slicing and scorned.
Sublime sorrow, set sorrowfully still;
Stoic heart to surrender, so swiftly and shrill.
Secrets spilled in soft, sorrowful swish
Sorrowful sounds, soon silenced with snip.
She stands so still beneath the sheers,
Snipped locks that once clung to her ears.
Solemnly she stares in the glass,
Shorn hair reveals her past, alas.
Sorrowful the secret she bears,
Still the new style she proudly wears.
it's good, first run after i relaxed from "each word" to "each line"
this is awesome, thanks openai
Yes, but not very well.
Sleek strands of sadness,
soon severed and shorn;
Solace sought in scissors,
slicing and scorned...
When we two parted
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted
To sever for years...