placed a heart inside a box,
box, sealed with a zillion locks.
then she went down on one knee,
with eyes closed she couldn’t see.
on her shoulder laid a sword,
she recalled the ghost of fjord,
for her journey to begin,
need she open din within.
placed a feather on that knee,
dropped her bones into a scree,
cold air breeze stayed far behind,
as her soul with stars aligned.
her heart remained inside a box,
someone took of all the locks,
on a sword he dropped a tear,
filled his hunger with a fear.
no one else but ghost of fjords, welcomed her amongst the wards.
feather fell on blood sprayed scree,
begins the journey with the sea.
Jan 7, 2020
Jan 7, 2020 at 7:13 PM UTC
placed a heart inside a box,
box, sealed with a zillion locks.
then she went down on one knee,
with eyes closed she couldn’t see.
on her shoulder laid a sword,
she recalled the ghost of fjord,
for her journey to begin,
need she open din within.
placed a feather on that knee,
dropped her bones into a scree,
cold air breeze stayed far behind,
as her soul with stars aligned.
her heart remained inside a box,
someone took of all the locks,
on a sword he dropped a tear,
filled his hunger with a fear.
no one else but ghost of fjords, welcomed her amongst the wards.
feather fell on blood sprayed scree,
begins the journey with the sea.
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