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Words become a sword
when we cut someone
should they be cruel

words become a sword
when they run you through
piercing the heart of you

sometimes deliberate
sometimes in haste
sometimes unintentional
still they cut the same

words are a sword
and often on display
for we are
just made this way

bitter and sweet
both of them meet
in a life body and soul
making us less whole
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Posted: Sep 2010

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