Words Are Like Posion


t is in the process of

visual signals

Traveling through our brain

Like seeds planting

Our emotions feeding it

Our perception making them bloom

Are they ready made of porcelain?

or are they there to break

million pieces

cutting through "truth"

Revealing lies.


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