Throw by Frances Raeburn

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Aug 2020

Throw

Throw the rope
I’m here
Barely hanging on
That’s clear
Throw it
I’m here
Racked with fear
Throw it
Let’s pretend
even at this late hour
Something
will stay dear

Written by

Frances Raeburn F/London

(F/London)

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