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Brittle Chains


You have continued to hold on this long.

For some years, some months, and some weeks

You are getting close to your last song

Your rusty metal shrieks

You just don't have that glistening color anymore

The shine and gloss

My eyes couldn't ignore

It was a wonderful feeling to have your arms wrapped around me

The way you used to pierce my heart when you reached out

I would have surrendered on one knee

However, you were not strong enough

To keep me deep in the fire below

I stood above the flames that once made you burn

Connected to your final chain

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I am a quiet person but my mind speaks loud. Whenever something is on my mind, I just write it down because it is relaxing and satisfying. I write poems for myself but I believe it is better to have other people read it in order to understand me. My passion for poems has grown stronger since I started high school. I want people to know me for my poems and the way I express my emotions through my poems.

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