Swords Ovillejo
Such obstreperous obliqueness
filling a guess.
Blissful in my obliviscence,
warm in silence.
Opulent eyes obfuscate words,
I feel swords.
All those obsequious rewards,
they mean absolutely nothing.
You’re unequivocally bluffing.
Filling a guess warm in silence I feel swords.
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