Tether By Audrey Matott
Tether
He is the top of the trees
and the rain drowning me
He is the swirling shivering
wind pushing me past the end
He takes my soul and steals
it through the day
He takes all of me and hides
it through the night
He is the scar that never stops
bleeding
He is the tear that never stops
weeping
He is bliss and everything after
He is pain and he hurts better
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