THE WAY WITH WORDS

Words How they injure and maim The depth of each cut Slices through every vein Of our throbbing hearts Inflicting pains Without wounds A Bloodless massacre Surmounts All our scars Whence do they Reap such powers? Do hate and anger prey On innocent flowers Before they could bloom? Without warning They beguile and dazzle The unsuspecting minds Provoking the rise and fall Of raptured emotions Weaving beauty into every line Embedding soft caresses Into every whispered verb Reigning ...

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