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Aug 2023
The venom laced with honeyed words
To all else no harm is heard

But I have seen in your eyes
Kindness has met its demise

Your words are stated - sufficed
Weaven, woven ahead of mine

Thoughts you own them in my mind
Rented, noted in due time

Notice taken of your ways
Insults you’ve layered under names

State your feelings known
Your true intentions thought not shown

Words weave wonders along the way
If you just say them, would feel sane

Because I know your wicked score
I have not tasted violence before

But this intricate pathetic morse  
Makes me wonder - if time suits more
Say it bluntly. Face the consequences
Written by
Hastfan  18/M/Australia
(18/M/Australia)   
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