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This thing holding me Wrapping itself around me Like an anchor that won't go Drowning me deeper and deeper Until I can no longer see the light at the end of the tunne Taking me by the hand to the house of the slaughter Stripping me naked in front of my agony and finally my emotion
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Jul 31, 2015
Jul 31, 2015 at 7:51 PM UTC
This Thing
This thing holding me Wrapping itself around me Like an anchor that won't go Drowning me deeper and deeper Until I can no longer see the light at the end of the tunne Taking me by the hand to the house of the slaughter Stripping me naked in front of my agony and finally my emotion
~A.M.Mejia
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Jul 31, 2015
Jul 31, 2015 at 7:51 PM UTC
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