I wish I hadn't had it.
But I held it
It was magic.
I have and held magic
And now I hate,
and hate myself.
Felted in my own fabric
Of moldy fuzz and filth
Is a tapestry of life so tragic
built on edges of forged hilts.
Mar 30, 2019
Mar 30, 2019 at 9:58 PM UTC
I wish I hadn't had it.
But I held it
It was magic.
I have and held magic
And now I hate,
and hate myself.
Felted in my own fabric
Of moldy fuzz and filth
Is a tapestry of life so tragic
built on edges of forged hilts.
