The escape plan is her words,
The weapon is her mind.
Dangerous when handled carelessly
But potentially her Salvation when willed correctly .
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The Voice of My Silence
PoetryThe words that he spat germinated and grew into the tree that overshadowed him What goes around.. From the author: vote and comment if you like what you see
Weapon
The escape plan is her words,
The weapon is her mind.
Dangerous when handled carelessly
But potentially her Salvation when willed correctly .
