7.Your Tongue Is The Deadliest
Possessed by the pawn.
Affect a secret smile.
Challenge your poison.
Your vigor is my trial.
Weary when you wait
executive degree,
process to restrain.
The fate you have for me.
You make sure what you e running to.
You made sure what you e running from.
Forces divine, they l grow weak in time.
The treasure we both came to find.
Don separate what falls in line.
Your tongue is like a fire.
Wish I could contain.
With sharpened, poison words.
I walk into this flame.
Tinted by your ruse.
Accustomed to your schemes.
With wile and detriment.
And still I let you be.
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