Red String

by Phantom   Mar 8, 2018

A ribbon in time
That binds and bends.
Filtering in without knowledge,
Nudging itself within
Like a force of a storm
In a form of an angel's feather.
Flows in with a whisper
Sealing the air with a darken red,
That lines the heart
Tightening its strings
To the slamming door,
That remains open to the ribbon.


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  • 9 months ago

    by Ren

    Beautiful write!

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