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Final Escape

I gather my pity to climb upon

Only to find a three legged chair

From where my feet did slip

My fall was broken

With a rope

Knotted for release

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  • Gypsy-Princess gold member
    May 16

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    Such powerful expression within. Great imagery and profound emotion pouring between your words. Loved it!


  • kiwigirljacks gold member
    May 16

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    Ohhh.. dark! Damn... I have felt that before... a feeling of desperation and despair in this! Love it


  • CinfullyDelicious
    May 15

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    oh gosh hauntingly good darl..this says so much in so little words...

    i gather my pity to climb upon that alone..jus wow

    well done, your getting so good at the shorter ones too


    Cin