I'll bring you to your knees,
With a simple thought.I'll leave you alone and broken,
With a simple word.I'll cling to you and cloud your perception,
With a simple suggestion.I'll creep in and steal your security,
With a simple action.I'll halt the world and bring war,
With a simple accusation.You'll undoubtably know me when I'm present.
Who am I?
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Speaking to Lost Souls
PoetryA collection of thoughts and emotion. Forgive me. I have a poet's soul, but not a poet's pen.