Poised choice of words; knife a clashing intent,
Sinisiter grins prey upon smiles of innocence,
such an ambience of deciet,
haywired and power crazed; words are spells
the very line of whats said and what's actually meant.
Hz in a voice alterate the ripples of your inner vibration,
the etymology of words may blot your interpretation.
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Author:
Zapatron (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
You must have written this standing on your head, as in the pic! lol.
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