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The Rope - trigger.


sarey

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Clinging to that rope,

the rope I have left,

all others disappeared,

leaving me for death.

 

 

The rope almost breaking,

tears I shred,

feeling the hot tears down my cheeks,

wondering how I was led,

led to this end.

 

 

As I hold on tighter,

the rope gets thinner,

the strings break,

soon, I'm no longer to be here.

 

 

It snaps,

I fall,

I scream and cry,

I try to call,

no one hears,

I'm left,

abandoned to die.

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