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A Poem by Matt

My fingers twist around every word that i speak to you.
Arms wrapped around you as you cry.
Tell me about how you loved me but never truly did.
That might have hurt if i hadn't felt it before.

Another nail through the throat.
Tied hands, spill innocent  blood.
Forgive the life of the putrid.
I haven't forgotten the ways I've been so used in.

Letting go of the rope.
Its had its nots around me.

© 2010 Matt


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Added on July 6, 2010
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Matt
Matt

Fort Worth, TX



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