W o r d s
Words. Words. Words.
They're all just words
The word "word" itself is nothing more.
So how can they puncture a heart so deeply?
How can they start wars?
How can they end relationships that were thought to last a life time?
How can they make your skin crawl and your heart drop to your stomach?
How can they turn your life upside down?
How can they take away what you thought would last forever?
How can they eat you alive from the inside out?
Words. Words. Words.
They're all just words.
But they mean nothing unless you feel their yours.
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