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Marianna
Poems
Sep 2018
The string
When i was fourteen
I learnt how to tie a rope
And practiced on a small string
until i could tie it with my eyes closed
i kept it in my pocket
i placed it in my bag
I played with it when i was lonely
and held it in my hands
Now i'm nineteen
I no longer remember how to tie a rope
But i still keep my small string
In the deep corner of my drawer
only words never actions
#rope
#noose
#hang
#string
#depression
#suicide
#pocket
#bag
#melancholy
#teenager
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Marianna
20/F/Cyprus
(20/F/Cyprus)
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