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The Rope

Jute or hemp braided, twisted, twirled coiled neatly waiting for heavy metal down slowly to the cool deep sea. Holding - Thin and leather-like guiding the stallion through his paces over a fence through the green mist. Guiding - Swinging new and fresh from cross bar or chandelier looped tightly around white skin gasping for air no pills needed. Releasing -

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Poet Destroyer A

Date: 3/28/2016 11:08:00 PM

Madalin Bickel, you've expressed yourself well, I like the last line. Please keep writing and sharing your poetry when you have time. Love ~LINDA~

Kimmy Thieleke

Date: 1/7/2013 9:25:00 PM

Oh wow.. This is so tragic but beautifully written. I myself know personally this horrid pain. Thank you for writing this. I now am feeling like i can write about my personal experience. Suicide is a very sensitive subject and I feel your pain. much love and respect. hello and nice to meet you.