Body

by Sweetp - Sagittarius

Through eyes of crystal,
And fingers of stones,
Body made of metal,
Is decaying my bones.

Mind made of steel,
Heart of breakable glass,
The body a myth, unreal,
The soul’s ultimate bypass.

Feet of reddish clay,
Trodden my heavy load,
Words a double edged sword gone astray,
Down a long narrowed road.

Legs and arms made of coal,
Blackened by the painful scars,
Interrupts the natural soul,
And becomes a thief of stars.

Birth sign: Sagittarius
Date created: 2005-02-23 03:34:21
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:46:47
Poem ID: 70616

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