Word Sniper
word sniper
mental piper
i
am
still
known
speak from me
knowledge from spit
rainbows question marks
what rain of love produced a shadow
tis but mine
this reflctioning of pale
sea foam sorrowed sand
time is but my riddle fiddle
for myselfs bit back hand
insanity fondles trapped
perpetually clapped
for me
mister
mental piper
word sniper
?
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