Better than knives
Of fine pointed steel
Which pierce, so the hurt
Lingers, painful and long,
Are weapons of words
Which, when thoughtlessly used,
Sink deeper than flesh,
Twist sharper, drive inward,
To injure the strongest of strong.
short and right..... people sometimes don't think when they speak and leave a scar for which they regret later on
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Worthy message regarding the art of choosing one's words!