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Dec 2019
I grapple with my self
Once again
Entangled in chains

My strong hands
Otherwise nimble and dexterous
***** and fumble
I tug, twist and turn
Entangled in chains

My wild heart
Beats against my chest
Desperate for the moment to end
Before I come undone
Entangled in chains

I avoid looking
I pretend
To be the fool that I am not
As I remain, the fool that I am
Entangled in chains

I scrub my fingers
Hoping to wash away the stains
Of the sins that I want to commit
And those I already have
Entangled in chains

I walk away
I promise myself
I will not be bound
Not anymore
Some things are not meant to be
Written by
Foolish Philosopher  31/M/NY
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