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Image Credits: Tess Kincaid @ Magpie Tales

Fused in stone
Sometimes ceramic
Cold to the bone
And a touch metallic
Suppressing a groan
In manners emphatic
Our sins we condone
In an air too static

Frozen in embrace
Under a thorny tomb
Like a tepid womb
For muted disgrace

Like in a locked fortress
That is set on fire
We essay to digress
From a surging desire
While in this process
As events transpire
We’re thrown in a recess
Of life’s quagmire

Yet, silently we hope
To some day break free
To emerge and see
And no longer grope

** Posted for Magpie Tales – Week 47… Do check it out for the other amazing takes on this picture prompt… **