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Dec 2011
Violence hangs over my head
irrational like wine
heavy like lead

How am I to choose love
over love?
Heart over heart?

If fair is foul
how am I to survive
the foul that is fair?

You attach tethers to my life
One pulls left
one right
One tugs up
one down

Am I to be what's left in the middle?
Nyssa Jacobsen
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Nyssa Jacobsen  30/F/Plymouth, England
(30/F/Plymouth, England)   
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