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The Noose
Poems
Sep 2013
Throw me some rope
I would drag my soul to a better place on my own but I seem to be stuck in (my) cement.
I'm lost in a sea of confusion, regret and hopelessness
I can’t face that fatal drop
Life could be amazing
A profound sense of fear, that completely erases all my hope.
I need that reassuring gaze of yours to make it all melt away.
There's a gaping hole in my chest from when I ripped my own heart out
How was I to know I would bleed endlessly
Throw me some rope, grab my hand and never let me go
The road is wearier and you're all I've got
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The Noose
32/F/Standing on the gallows
(32/F/Standing on the gallows)
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