29 January, 2022, night
Strings
Tides of echoes,
Echoes of charm.
Charm of the scorpion,
Abyss of fun.
***
Tied to these strings,
Strings firm and tough.
Tough like the eagle,
Too strong a tug?
***
On towards tomorrow,
On towards the dark.
Allure of the apple,
So sweet, yet harsh?
***
Drawn to cut these strings,
Drawn towards the depths
Depths that lead to drowning,
Strings all unattached.
***
~ End ~
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The style and format of this makes it hit hard. Really well crafted and beautifully written.
Very fragmented which makes a big impact.