Words- Oro

?r? Words It sometimes comes as a whisper flashing slyly like an unsheathed sword effortless in its escape stainless in its will It sometimes roars fuming with malicious intent like a glistening guillotine hovering over many heads It sometimes flows with a steamy passion entrenched with cunning roots quietly silhouette Stealthily amidst the quiet shadows Subtly enforcing tiring the feeble minds