Monday, October 26, 2015

Weapons

It where not words anymore,
The sounds he made,
Where alarm bells ringing.

It where not words anymore,
Thy where bombshells,
Falling to the ground,
As spoken out.

It where not words anymore,
Yet knifes, and guns,
Shooting and stabbing,
Me down to the ground.

It where not words anymore,
But weapons.

Words are not words,
Weapons are not weapons,
Everything is nothing,
Until we choose,
For them to be.

Words are weapons,
Of mass destruction,
And mass love...
Choose wisely.


























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