Tacit Reforms
As I tear The layers That I wear I then assimilate. No ounce of my flesh Had known any fear, That all the unease In my sphere Are all concocted by me. And are illusions mere. Every time I encounter That which dares My inside spear With an intention to blear My forbearance and valour My competence is reflected throughout, foremost And my rear As the layers That appears On my petite figure. - VAISHALI ~DENOTATION~ 1. Tacit : understood or implied without being stated. 2. Assimilate : to learn and understand something. 3. Concocted : to makeup or invent something. 4. Spear : a weapon with a pointed tip. 5. B...