Words are Poison


United States
33° 15' 15.912" N, 111° 32' 5.6616" W

Words are poison; they do not know.
They faith they falter in; the sins they sew.
Light is not dark yet darkness is light.
A soul is free, a wind on the kite.
Wings are bones and we live in blood.
Fear of drowning after the flood.
Quiet lips, they do not speak.
Barred heart proves he is not meek.
Laughter, facades, they are the same.
Legless frogs can take the blame.
Because life is long and death is short
And I am that questionable sort.

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