SwingA Poem by ANightmaresCaptivitydark, depression Swinging Swinging Almost dead , I pull the rope around my neck. Swinging Swinging help me babe For you and I, our futures sake. Swinging Swinging Hold me tight I really hate it when we fight. Swinging Swinging Hold me close, help me undo this wretched rope. Try to fill me with some hope Uh-oh Swinging Here I go! ~Vamps_Corruption © 2015 ANightmaresCaptivityAuthor's Note
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Added on October 4, 2015 Last Updated on October 8, 2015 Author
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