Daily poetry from Brianna Dawn.

the angles of words

words move
and burn, taking
on many forms,
shifting …
drifting –
to one person they
appear as true,
to another, they
are regrettably
an illusion, or
something to fear

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written by Tiny Fawns for daily prompt: illusion

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