Fraility creates the strongbow
Weak willed
Shamefully aglow
Stare into the abyss
Only to see what's amiss
Constant of a constant
Brings only sorrow and pain
The ever of forever
Acutely deranged
Strong bowed and buckled
Twisted with joy
Perpendiculars arranged
Fraility creates the strongbow
Which haunts the heart
That Lights below
Our souls free
Longing to leave, yet never part
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Author:
illia (Pseudonym) (
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