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hmm, Sounds like a song to me. I think you need to rim this up if you want it to reach poetic quality. For example
Shade in stars for screaming girls
voluptuous curves, from prideful mothers
Sounds more poetic than
4 out of 5 stars for the one who screams real loud
She’s so voluptuous, her mother would be proud
Your a little too wordy and a few of your rhymes seem slightly forced. This shows promise, (and also, sorry if I didn't manage to hide my bias. I dislike 'perfect' girls)
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Now I lay me down to sleep/
With every passing thought I weep/
Lead me into nights dark bliss/
And let me wake in innocence. -Me
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