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Sep 2016
Bending, breaking, broken
Today, I have reached a boundary
Where loving words go unspoken
Where I am no longer your mercenary
Shaking, stealing, stolen
There is nothing left but a scarlet knife
Everyday, the same routine
Everyday, I bleed out my life
Flying, falling, fallen
My sympathy was always a bottomless pit
I once loved you without question
But unasked, the answer secures it
Turning, tearing, torn
No more silent catapults to fire
Watching clocks and winding hearts
It's here I stop walking this endless wire
Chris Thomas
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Chris Thomas  43/M/Knoxville, Tennessee, USA
(43/M/Knoxville, Tennessee, USA)   
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