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Poem Details
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| Title: | My noose |
| Date Submitted: | 5/22/2006 |
| Email: | crimson_surrender@hotmail.com |
| Poem: |
Into the distance and past, a long black rope twisting and turning, but there’s no turning back. And there’s nothing more ahead than the nothing left behind. There’s only darkness around me, And nowhere to go. Balancing on its treachery: It is my path, It is my life. It is my noose. ... |