The Féond:
Trust.
Don’t wanna trust, not in a world like this one. Suffocating in the actions of the féond, suffocating in the words of the suffering.
The féond, a gemini, one face a liar, the other broken. Stare into the eyes of the one, the Icarus, the one damned by Aphrodite.
The féond, the broken web of human lies.
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Author:
Georgia Watson (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Hi guys! Just wanted to say they put my poem “Marble statuesque” on the Stuart Low trust website!! So happy. Go check it out if you want!
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