Rope's HoldA Poem by HippyAgain I spin this rope with no end To a noose that won’t slip loose For my head is stuck on you Pull out my head and pull it through I’d be fine But I stick it in again and again With more hope with no end But just let it be The noose would slip free And so would me
How many times must I build this knot Till someone pulls it free and grabs me For I tire of the choke hold of every rope It takes more and more to get me free I must give up and let it all be I’ll let them build the rope to lasso me But every time I take that path It turns to stab my back Where must I lay To be picked from one whom is great
I need to be set free From all rope And all of thee © 2010 Hippy |
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3 Reviews Added on October 24, 2010 Last Updated on October 24, 2010 AuthorHippyUnderland, INAboutMy names austin lee wallace i am a hippy and thats what they all call me. i love music its the greatest, i play guitar the harp piano flute violin and whatever i can get me hands on. Im not much of a .. more..Writing
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