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Strings

July 24, 2010
By Anonymous

You see me
On my strings
What’s controlling me?
Pulling at me?
Tugging me?
That’s my past
With idle hands
Bringing me back
Controlling my every move
It’s a sick rush
My thoughts
My mind
Are taken over
I’m losing it
Going back
Relying on it
Feeding off it
Losing
I need help!!!!!
Until he comes
With his strong hands
And love and comfort
Cuts me off
The past is still my burden
But I’m free
Of its control
And those stupid strings.


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