Verbal Terror

This could be my way out,
my only escape is through the ink.
I want my name known,
anywhere and everywhere.
I can penetrate the ignorant hearts and brains of this world.
My weapon of choice,
syntax.
A terrorist armed with a pen and paper.
Words tearing deeper than bullets in the weak minds of the masses.
This dark diction, a force to be reckon with.
My pad could be,
The guide to Greatness.





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