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hung between two silken threads
my life is a golden balance
half of me is hung with life
and the other with the dead.
dragged down so very deep,
I try to cut death's steely cord
but demise weighs more than lead
and strangles peaceful sleep.
I hang myself with life's cords
and murder life's gentle joy.


Written during the angst of adolescence, maybe 1996?