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The Destiny of Mythers
Slowly drifting with lead pace
lacing each step with arsenic tracks
deadly followers to trick a frozen heart
To glance at bland strokes of a fate
could be dance with the icy fires
blasted fears to remove the knife
Climbing to the cliff's forehead
in order to view the sun's kisses on Gaea's belly
yearning with its blaze to caress the rock
Destiny is an illusion of thoughts
to desire the reality to be destroyed
blank is the scroll for which it writes
Hello, myther!
Thank you a lot for your reply to my poem again!:)
I enjoy reading this work, especially the final stanza..
that was so brilliantly written!
Take care of yourself...
Hazel