Words That Hurt - Poem by Joseph Tanner
Words can be a knife,
Stabbing at the soul,
Spreading through its victims like cancer.
Giving birth to hate so strong and pure.
A hate that can’t be cured with a simple sorry,
Hate that is with us till death.
Words can be so powerful,
Love is ended.
Friends become enemies,
Watch my tears run down my face,
The pain has been dealt,
Now you are dead to me.
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