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by Phil Laws Jan 20, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
Friend and love meet tangly Thread from tact and trust This rope that won't hang me The noose I adjust Old ties put to as new use Bold eyes bind me and seduce Old ties put to as new use Bold eyes bind me and seduce I think it through As to ends Each line has two Mine slackens Struggle to dissuade Wrestle with fears that accost Constrained in a braid As hairs from each love lost Old ties put to a new use Scold vies intent with abuse Old ties put to a new use Scold vies intent with abuse Tying the hands Strung along Working the bands Lash with thong Until I can break free I beg for release This rope that has hung me A war fought in peace Old ties put to a new use Cold cries entreaty a truce Old ties put to a new use Cold cries entreaty a truce String around my finger Tight without a knot Pain of it still lingers Reason I forgot Old ties put to a new use Hold plies my need to get loose Old ties put to a new use Hold plies my need to get loose Draggin' a rope Torn in two Scuffing my feet The knots undo No rein you can't chew through Sew up your own end No rope that can't hang you Heal with this portend Old ties put to a new use Sold highs, restrained and reduced Old ties put to a new use Sold highs, restrained and reduced
