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Sep 2017
Every time that noose tightened
I grew more and more frightened
Bearer of back breaking weight
Bones chafed left in a weak state
Taken and took rattled and shook
You've become the wicked crook
Thief of my beloved memories
Written by
theabstrusepoet  F/California
(F/California)   
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