Why are words so missunderstood
are they not the esense of clarity
the one way that blue is not blue
but royal or navy
words make all the difference
for better and worse
words keep us happy
and haunt or dreams
any change, a sentince
could change it from black to white
so don't scream your words in anger
say them calmly say them slow
so your words aren't the reason
I get up and go
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