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Nov 2013
Secrets dripped out from the core of you
And invaded my bones
You unsealed a can of worms to let it’s contents violently spill out
Then you wrenched away the sheep's clothing you once occupied

I felt the person you were depreciate right in front of my eyes
My best friend!
I felt the tremble in your voice
So innocent holding your breath
You bury yourself beneath this self-imposed definition of who you think you are

I hold your problems in my hands
I care too much
Someday that will be my  downfall

I feel this petulant need to repress this information…
this truth…
I can forsee it being a burden that will weigh on me

I was hoping perhaps you could compel me to forget.
The Noose
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The Noose  32/F/Standing on the gallows
(32/F/Standing on the gallows)   
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