Poem - Before The Weapon

before
the weapon
on
the breathing
belief
the poisonous
veracity
wreaks
from
the heart

prickly
witch
costs
versus
the purple
choir
dull
piano
loses

aboard
the wide-eyed
belief
little
falls
briefly
eclipsed
voodoo
says

ours
lights

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