Anna Hopper Poet Rhyme

The Devils dance

My words evade me
Sweat forms in beads
My tongue betrays me
At lightening speed

Quivering knees
Disarm my stance
Panic breeds
The devil’s dance

Something akin 
To mourning hope
Runs through my skin
I fail to cope

I babble more
To ease the hush
They must abhor
My need to rush 

Attention Queen
Or rambling freak
I didn’t mean
To over speak

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Anonomus Scorpio October 12, 2024 at 5:49 AM You can not over speak what needs to be heard. Support to you should feel like more than a seven letter word. I give it freely, be damn the "The devils dance" he'll face the music. As my word imprisonment becomes the dark lords trance.... A.S