words are the most dangerous weapons i know
they don’t cut how pictures do
because at least with pictures or moving pictures
you can check whether the smiles were there
every tainted dance of an eye is caught
and beaten to truth
but syllabic picturesques
they lock places away
draping flowers
and star dusted crowns
too marvel to which
you won’t dare to ask of truth
and if you can ask
this, is why i write
because you only hurt as much as you want to hurt
and so i perfect personas
until i won’t
and things don’t hurt me
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