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Tightwire

When you asked the Gods for Life

         it was I who gave you mine

And when you wanted Rainbows

         I went colorblind.

So when you finally asked for Blood

         I gladly sliced my veins

then when you asked for Freedom

         it was I who wore the chains.

When you asked me for a Light

         I set myself on fire

And when you wanted Balance

         I trode the high tightwire.

When you needed Food to eat

         I starved and went without

And when you were a bit Unsure

         I banished all your doubts.

When you moaned and cried for Death

         each time, I died for you

And when you balked and held your Breath

         it was I whose lips turned blue.

When I gave you Everything

         you always wanted more

On every Opportunity

         you simply slammed the door.


©Danielle White

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