People say a lot of things
Some are hurtful others are complements
Some have meanings others don’t
But in the end their all just words
The hurtful ones are the worse
Cause they hit you like a hammer hitting a nail
And leave you sore to the bone
In nothing but pain
Complements are the good ones
They leave you standing with your head high
With nothing but pride
But they can also get to your head
Some have many meanings
That could be bad or good
Words like hater d and love
Are words that could hurt someone or make them happy
But in the end their all just words
That could either hurt you or give you lots of pride
But don’t always listen
Cause they all have double meanings
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