Words
They can be soft,
Or hard.
They can be full of love,
Or full of hate.
They can be simply said,
Or forever confusing.
They can be open to explore,
Or decide your fate.
They can be yours alone,
Or ment for all.
They can be said too early,
Or whispered too late.
But words are just words,
Gone once they are said.
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