Slander

I used to spill
Like cheap liquor
Waxing poetic, even if I didn't mean it
I used to quell
Like gun metal

I could catch a few stars
In my prime
Hold onto them here and there
I could wish, once upon a time
Waning justice, even if a truce

Even if for a moment

Where peace and quiet was gold
Silver and copper
Diamonds
And a smile meant more
Than my weight in promises

I used to spin
Like broken records..

I used to shine
Like villians
Like paupers