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raw pain encircles my wrists.
Helpless hands fight for freedom;
blood trickles down my arms.
Crimson rope strangles all hope;
weakening my soul each moment.
Fading to numb distraction,
circulation ceases.
Freedom is trapped in a knot.
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My Hands are Tied
Date: Friday, 2nd October 2009 @ 08:59:01 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: lesoleilnoire
My hands are tied;
raw pain encircles my wrists.
Helpless hands fight for freedom;
blood trickles down my arms.
Crimson rope strangles all hope;
weakening my soul each moment.
Fading to numb distraction,
circulation ceases.
Freedom is trapped in a knot.


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