March 19th @ 7:45am
The cauldron of Cerridwyn is full to the brim,
Pouring over onto the Land of Shadow,
/Death spreads across the damned/
Why has the Goddess forsaken me?
Cruel is my fate,
And poor is my hand delt by the stars.
/Purpose is nothing more then the mists surrounding Avalon,
And a spiders thin invisible web/
Crawl no more upon my flesh,
I will surrender to fate, once more.
The cauldron of Cerridwyn is full to the brim,
Pouring over onto the Land of Shadow,
/Death spreads across the damned/
Cascading waterfalls crash against solid stone,
with time the water carves its way to the essence of life.
Drown me now,
In my time of need,
And carry me away,
/HOME/
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Death
We sometimes challenge death as well as question the end results. I to write a lot about death & the cruelty of life. Interesting take you have penned
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We shall go, once again....but not until we embrace the fate the stars have dealt us. Blessed be, my sister.
~NAI
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