Strangled Knot Poem by Adam Iron Thorn

Strangled Knot

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Fixing the final knot,
To absorb the distraught.
Mind playing games,
Running my pain through a maze.
The beast inside of me,
Grinding at the tragedy.
Leaving my insides mangled,
And my neck strangled.

Thursday, September 1, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: games,leaving,running
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