' Make it Quiet '

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Heart leaping throat,

flame pulls closer up rope,

yet -

I'm the one sinking beneath false hope, 

fear glides over old holes,

with every day futures untold -


though eyes keep a secret to survive the battle's stronghold -


your arms give me comfort to grasp ahold,

when mine angry world shutters me down deep dark holes...


take me instead,

within your loving fold. 

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