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Dec 2017
Her fingers slither and slide atop my heart
Clinching at the neck
As my father would
With no remorse for the bruises
Or constant aches I awaken to

Every beat captured and confined
The walls filled with jars of the echoing
Never to be heard or reckoned with
Prisoner of my long lost love

I gave you my heart, Without knowing someday I'd have to move on
Shakeled and shredded, it's beat to a pulp
Confined to quarters
Where light simply cannot go

Even if I should move on
I don't think I can
Because darling
I made the biggest mistakes of my life
Loving you and letting go
Brandon Cotter
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Brandon Cotter  32/M/Sparks, NV
(32/M/Sparks, NV)   
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