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Familial Ties
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Other Dedications The rope that binds us
has never been so strong;
after all, it was made
with the scraps from
a hangman’s noose.
But still we somehow managed
to stay intertwined,
though more like threads
working against each other,
than joined together.
How a couple secrets kept
can act like gasoline and matches-
burning it at one edge
and slowly consuming it whole.
Forgive me if I can’t
keep us connected;
like a tug of war, each
needs to pull their own weight.
I don’t want to be
dragged into the mud alone
and be left stranded.
