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Jan 2016
Do you see your joy
Being wrenched from where it sleeps
Limb by limb
It's torn apart
Under dead weight the floorboard creaks

Do you hear your calm
Being muffled as it shrieks
Hand on mouth
Hilt to it's skin
Under dead weight the floorboard creaks

Do you feel your hope
Being smothered, already weak
Grip of steel
Around it's neck
Under dead weight the floorboards creak

Do you taste your dreams
Being chewed, the juices leak
No morsel spared
And then spat out
Under dead weight the floorboards creak

So let me be your vault
Pour your love in me
I'll keep it safe
And out of reach
And return it when you're free.
I'll protect it, you will see.
S S
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S S  Australia
(Australia)   
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