It’s a silent staring match between آپ and her
The quiet air above آپ is whispering آپ words
Words آپ choose to ignore, words glaring at you,
Gnawing at آپ from the very tip of her eyes
But آپ won’t let down, no matter how much
She isn’t saying, no matter how much she can’t say
Because you’re in power, آپ brought her here
آپ yell, and she shrinks back, but in fear?
No, she’s waiting for her chips to add up
As life’s a poker game, the highs are all that won
She knows this; you’re the one who taught her
‘Lay low until آپ gain the تخت
To strike back at those who thought
The same as Arrogance himself;
That you, gullible and pathetic, were theirs alone’
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Please tell me what آپ think, criticizm is welcome.
The quiet air above آپ is whispering آپ words
Words آپ choose to ignore, words glaring at you,
Gnawing at آپ from the very tip of her eyes
But آپ won’t let down, no matter how much
She isn’t saying, no matter how much she can’t say
Because you’re in power, آپ brought her here
آپ yell, and she shrinks back, but in fear?
No, she’s waiting for her chips to add up
As life’s a poker game, the highs are all that won
She knows this; you’re the one who taught her
‘Lay low until آپ gain the تخت
To strike back at those who thought
The same as Arrogance himself;
That you, gullible and pathetic, were theirs alone’
**************************************************
Please tell me what آپ think, criticizm is welcome.
the cover for my story
