Safety for the future
By BoJenn
✦ The Weaver’s Spell ✦
White skin, dark hearts below,
Smiling lips that lie and glow.
Filthy fingers, weaving sin,
Threads of ruin drawn within.
Little lips, bulbous nose,
Flesh that hides what spirit knows.
Spread limbs, bones that moan —
Truth unmasked, their deeds are shown.
Treachery exposed at last,
No more shadows from the past.
Laid bare — their vileness cried,
Despair’s own seed now petrified.
Such a man, a scum, a stain,
Bound forever to his pain.
No shame to grace their hollow stare,
Remorse denied — none shall they bear.
By thread and thorn, by fire and feather,
May peace not find them — now or ever.
Weaver’s hand, by moonlight clever,
Seal this curse — rest… never.
☽ BoJenn, Weaver of Veils ☾
By thread, by flame, by fate reclaimed.
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