The Possible Imp

Want to make the imp possible
Turning the sword to words
Breathing out because i need to breath in
severe verse not in reverse
Words often remain deceitfully silent
And hid den or for bid den
Pauses holding moments
Where nothing needs said
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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