Trashcan

by A. Gautam
I hide secrets,
identities,
letters-unsent,
bills-paid-unpaid,
balled up Kleenex
from bad days,
the unwanted parts
of presents.
I wrap them up.
I know what
you don't know
about you.
How much you waste
of what you have.
I can predict
what you want.
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What is the end-rhyme scheme for this poem?
A.
The odd-numbered lines do not rhyme with each other.
B.
Each line ends with a word that rhymes with the line before it.
C.
Only the even-numbered lines rhyme with each other.
D.
There is not a rhyme scheme for this poem.