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By bedazzled

The chains break. I crawl forwards, stagger to my feet, walk. One step at a time I stumble away from you. From the binds you knotted around my heart, from the arms you used to push me away. I feel so vulnerable, a bedazzled doe in a rolling field during open season. Waiting for the first shot. But there's nothing. I keep wandering forwards, searching for shelter, picking my feet over the rough terrain. You don't hold me anymore. The gravity is broken, I'm not your moon, I don't revolve around you now. Something glimmers from amongst the grasses, I leave the broken pieces behind.

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March 1, 2009 16:56undiscovered

Good! I like the start!
:)