What if it was a world of words
And writers their disguise
Some traitorous tirade of tongeu twits torrentially
pouring their page on their hearts
Some surprise
I am the largest collection of leaves
Be leaf me
Wither the spoon
Killed with a knife’s
Thrust never gave me the push
What if gravity decided to let go
Some would twist like thinnest thread in tendrils of
terror
Pity seldom used
Justice lies beneath a tarp slowly gathering dust
Hope has changed to less
Love no longer shared
Heroes stopped their fight
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