Weapons
I do not need fire
To burn you down.
I do not need a sword
To cut you down.
My words are my weapon
They are potent enough.
I do not need claws
To leave bleeding wounds.
Nor sharp teeth
To bite & mark you as my own.
My silent treatment is my weapon
And it's potent enough.
My intentions are cloaked
&
My apologies calculated.
My steps are pre planned
&
My words well measured.
I don't need bullets
To make you compliant
My fake smile & practised tears are my allies
And they are potent enough.
~ PoeticSoul
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