A Collection of Words

March 14, 2018


The words could’ve scarred my soul like a desolate, dangerous, dry dagger


People are always saying something


Always attending strictly to talking


Always sitting back to watch what others have to say


Always getting a new line to try on people to see how it will go


I would not prepared for the bad


It would’ve deserved this name


A sense could’ve came from those words


One that did not seem welcoming


Those words could’ve torn into me viciously

 


Then just like that


The bad became good


I can’t explain


That’s how it was

 


Their words were trapped in color and dazzled by clarity


Their words were lovely beyond thought


Their words were a perfect grand review 


Their words were a piece of cake


So easy to dig into


So amazing to enjoy


They became a spraying fountain 


An explosion of dazzling jewels


The supremest possibility in art or nature 


Bewildering 


Intoxicating 


Intolerable magnificence 


One cannot make words too strong
 






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