Possession
Words have power
A word can be the end all
Of an entire relationship
Once words are spoken,
They are no longer yours
They belong to the sun and the moon
The air and the audience
But not you
No
Never you.
Your words are never truly yours
Your thoughts on the other hand,
Those are yours
An endless treasure
A secret monologue
Nobody can take
But your words,
silly fool,
They don’t belong to you.
This poem is about:
Our world
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