You roped me in ..strung me along so I asked to 'hang'out ..now your dead to me.
Just threading the needle on this poorly knitted storey ... A chord ing to you we were laced and bound geting tangled in your tug of war ..skipping each beat ..like the whipping belt cats cradled this wired brain connecting the links of sanity .. cuffs held us in twine stitching this heart into a braid of confusion..necking the situation..stranded by guilt .chained to the feeling .I'd kill to love again.
©jclairwi
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