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About my neck, they choke my life They make me fight for air I am struggling to get free From the one who put them there She is sure I am hers She’s tied me up and clings I need to get them off me These goddamned apron strings

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morgan6062

57 / F / Illinois, USA

For You?

Written by

morgan6062

57 / F / Illinois, USA

Published

Sep 20, 2017

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1m

Tags: #trauma #adolescence #hope

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