Promises broken Poems

fairytales

my teeth hit the rope,
pulling death by the neck,
i am strangling,
feeling breathless.

dead weight is
weightless.

i fall in drift,
curving along the pale

......

fairytales

my teeth hit the rope,
pulling death by the neck,
i am strangling,
feeling breathless.

dead weight is
weightless.

i fall in drift,
curving along the pale

......

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  Jennifer Truesdale (1 poem about Promises broken)
  April 30, 1978 - South Carolina