Compression

Posted on August 30, 2014 by Greg Moss

Crush my heart

With your words

Just like when you lie

 

Slash my arms

With your knife

You won’t make me cry

 

String me up

By my wrists

And pull out my eyes

 

Tear my nails

From my skin

With no reason why

 

Burn my flesh

With irons

And leave me to die

 

You killed me

Long ago

When you left my side

 

About Greg Moss

25 year old English and Media Graduate based in Manchester, UK. Contact me at: literatureandlethargy@gmail.com
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7 Responses to Compression

  1. Chas Harold says:
    August 30, 2014 at 5:09 pm

    Very beautiful and well said!

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  3. eloisedesousa says:
    August 30, 2014 at 6:43 pm

    Powerful poem. Loved it!

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  4. Indigo Spider says:
    August 31, 2014 at 12:20 am

    Very powerful, I like it a lot.

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  5. fanat1qu3 says:
    August 31, 2014 at 8:21 am

    Love it! So much emotion. 😀

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