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Oct 2014
I'm deranged,
if I stay,
I will remain.
If I go,
I will change.

Can you let me go?
Will I survive,
I don't know.
If you hold me here,
I'll surely implode.

Unlock the handcuffs,
set me free,
I need new love.
I need to breathe,
your grip tightens up.

I can't open my eyes,
you keep them shut,
keep me blind.
You have my heart,
and my mind.

I will slowly die,
as you watch,
enjoying my demise.

As long as you hold,
my heart in your hand,
like piece of gold,
turning to sand.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio
Written by
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio  29/M/Salem, New Hampshire
(29/M/Salem, New Hampshire)   
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   kenye and stΓ©phane noir
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