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Dec 2017
I'm holding onto a rough rope
As I'm pulling and pulling my hands begin to burn and bleed
I don't want to let go, I can't let go

But what will happen when I do let go
Will my hands heal
Is it better to let go?
Will everything automatically be okay?

I think not
The cuts and burns left scars
And it won't go away
Because I just can't let go of that rope Its barely keeping my life together

I hate it, but I love it...
that rope...
Written by
Makayla  F
(F)   
170
   Lior Gavra
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