Cobwebs & Brushes

Finely woven fibres
Growing in dark corners
Of the mind
Delicately intricate strands
That encircle, entangle and entrap
Thoughts & memories

It’s true, they’re stronger than steel

Find me a broom, a brush
To sweep them clean
And set free the heart again

Whisking away the web of the past
For hopes of the future

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