Dance ( i )

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Butterflies...
In the whirlwind

Someone's hand seeming warmly
A crying opera... overwhelming


My feet was dangling
Above me, a faded sun was hanging

A low piercing scream
From an entity, I believed was angry


Memories surrounding
I saw her leaving her family

A shadow by her, was standing
It cried too but, she couldn't feel it


Books floated all around
Some had already been torn apart

I caught a feather–shaped paper
I read a poem therein, but couldn't find the latter


She approached from the dark cloud
In emptiness, she seemed proud

Her eyes had been nailed
This must have made her never the same


She saw me
But, let me be

Her countenance was calm but terrifying
I could be torn apart any minute


The whirlwind got thicker as I propelled
It became clear I wasn't leaving until she said

I thought of what to do
Then I remembered her poem:

*
Serpents fight without their venom
A blade's sharpness has its tenor
I had dined with terror
And_____________________
*

I was lucky poetry came easy
I had figured the remaining words already







                AUTHOR'S NOTE

Heyo people, I know...

"What was it?! What happened?! How could you put us in suspense like this?!! Not cool!!!"

Hehehe... I thought it was too quiet here. So, I decided to make trouble.

Please don't kill me.

I'll update the rest... eventually....

Hehe... I'm kidding. I'll make it sooner. Like "tomorrow" sooner.

So, poets, readers, humans and aliens... I've got a challenge for you all.

Guess the missing parts of her poem!

Hint:

Five(5) words.

Their acronym :  F M H T E

If you get it, you get a special reward from me.

My friendship, which includes checking and voting willingly on your stories, a dedication, and I could write a poem for you to use if you liked.

That's something right?

And ovcourse... a lifetime follow! ;-)

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