'Empty shell'

Just imagine what can be
When you allow

Yourself

To be moulded by others

A moment; you see
Your soul in flight
And know what great feathers
You may spread
A fantasy for each;
Above them all

But caution your awe
To the emptyness
I know

For those who discard
That fire-cast shell
Take what you hath given
and to nought

You return


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I wasn't going to upload this yet, it's not quite finished, but it's almost there so you might as well see it now This picture and poem capture an aspect of my personality quite well.

Hope you guys like

Suz