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Break the ties that bind me
Taught wire cutting through vibrant thoughts
soft texture of my mind ensnared
Dreams gushing blood
Like a big ball of dough in a small wire basket
Ready to be baked in the over
Fresh bread for them to feast on
Copyright © Keith Bettesworth | Year Posted 2016
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