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Tether

A fragile soul of a girl simple and small. Whose dreams grow endlessly tall. With no hopes of ever catching up to them at all. A desolate grace of a woman lost. Giving up her life at no cost. Allows her sympathy to gather frost. Tears to which they've cried. Together. And alone they've tried. To break their tether. The home of a girl. To which there's no soul to uncurl. No love or memories to unfurl. A woman holding onto closed eyes. Enclosed to feel no one else's lies. Hidden only to feel her own cries. Fears they've blocked. Together. And the gun is cocked. To rip apart this tether. The only thing holding these two together. The only emotion keeping them sheltered from the brash weather. A torn and stressed tether. Watch as their forgotten emotions grow. Heard miles away...The echoing of the gun's blow. To tear and shred the tether that brought them down so low.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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