Words they can hurt,
When you fall short of them,
You stand there in the corner,
With the corners of your lips,
Twitching and switching..
You flee to every corner,
In the your thoughts,
You spread like the fire,
Finding elegance in your tone,
Stuck when you're short of them,
Just words..
Mere words, with the strings...
Working on you, burning you down..
Words, they make you smile..
When you let them flow,
From the pits of your heart,
Pumping up with the your blood,
The blood that loves,
Flowing to every corner,
Forming a smile from the corner,
Corner of your beautiful lips..
Finding affection in your eyes..
In love when they work on you..
Just words..
Mere words, with the strings..
Working on you.. shining your eyes..
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