Strings

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.

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~ End ~

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