Holds me like caring arms

I didn't know they were causing me harm

First they held me and showed me peace

Now they are around my neck, strangling me

I didn't notice, I couldn't see

I couldn't see what they were doing to me

They killed me inside and the cause of death was

Cut off circulation to the nerves of love

  • Author: Smith (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 25th, 2018 09:38
  • Category: Unclassified
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