The way I held you,the way he held the gun,
you knew it was true,
you knew it wasn't fun.
The plan your eyes drew,
suggested we should run,
but this threat wasn't new,
and soon it would be done,
because honey, I'm about through,
with this world revolving around the sun.
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~Brie Angeline
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Tethered To My Mind
PoetryA personal poetry book Written by Brianna Angeline Hoefer