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Fingertips graze softly
Along the strings of fate
Tuning her so sweetly
Trying to placate

The fickle nature of her tone
When bow meets tautened strings
Respect the power that she wields
And the melody she sings

Will harmonize with the wanton wish
You weave so urgently
And the future seems much brighter
Now that fate has set you free

Haven't written anything in a while, wrote this at work while I was bored
Edgeborn Edgeborn
18-21, F
2 Responses Jul 21, 2010

Welll bored or not, it's sure pretty good :) keep it up!

I really like this. I stopped reading poetry long ago because it seemed like I had read it all before. You are very talented though. Do you have any more posted ?