WordsWords are things that can alter us They move, unbidden, Through our mind, Always hiding, Rarely not hiddenWords
The words let us show our emotion They let us scream while not making a sound The darkness always resides there, though, It's always around But to the words, I hold my devotion I use them to convey everything I feel And the the words, the words, Gives me your essence Lets me steal
So fear the words, For they are many and few They are powerful and rare, And can bring death upon you The words can also hurt. Hurt s
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