Rope
Rope
I made a rope out of a strong yarn,
It is thick, strong and rough,
It was made out of pure love,
And was prepared to use to last...
I tried to untangle the rope,
On each day I laid my hands,
But it's hard to fix so not to twine...
...Hands with bruises, skin is mangled...
Swollen hands are weakening,
Wounds started bleeding,
I want to let go of the rope,
It's heavy, my arms are trembling...
I want to let go of the rope,
I can't carry the weight anymore...
...If I will release it now, and let go...
Will it heal and fade my wound?...
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