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What Hold - William Fitzsimmons
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What Hold - William Fitzsimmons
What hold this has on you
Heavy shoulder
Your feet tied to the floor

Your former self would
Hate these fixtures
Of metal wire and wood

As you lay down in
Stranger's linen
The bluish scars you hide
Reminisce of sweet addiction
Strings you never tied

Would you bend these bars
That hold you
Keep you from the peace
And stillness come

And lay your head
Beside a better burden
Until the heal has come

As you depart from
Short duration
And cut the bracelet off
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