She represents this,
He represents that,
They represent it.
All tied together in one binding,
All connected under the same symbol.
Nobody knows the stories within,
Representing each figure with a flower or a stone.
The symbols outstretch wildly,
and nobody sees the connection.
No, not the relationship of words,
Those are as clear as day.
But, the representations we speak of,
the ones that travel through the actions of time.
Those are as dark as night.
If not me, it's her.
If not her, it's you.
If not you, it's them.
The web is infinite,
the links are endless.
•Known are the associations of few•
•Unknown are the ties between the non-corresponding•
Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 9:23 PM UTC
She represents this,
He represents that,
They represent it.
All tied together in one binding,
All connected under the same symbol.
Nobody knows the stories within,
Representing each figure with a flower or a stone.
The symbols outstretch wildly,
and nobody sees the connection.
No, not the relationship of words,
Those are as clear as day.
But, the representations we speak of,
the ones that travel through the actions of time.
Those are as dark as night.
If not me, it's her.
If not her, it's you.
If not you, it's them.
The web is infinite,
the links are endless.
•Known are the associations of few•
•Unknown are the ties between the non-corresponding•
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