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The power behind our words
Do we realise their strength?
She looks out the window,
Waiting, although she pretends she isn’t
Even to herself, she pretends
But why?
Why does she try fool herself
She knows deep down
That she would bend to his will
She knows her weaknesses,
She understands that a few nice words
Would wipe away their entire history
For that is the power of words
They are so strong
They can wipe away a decade of anguish
Cities have fallen for the faintest of faults
Yet words wipe away woe
Like a cloth on a chalkboard
Yet the power of the elements refuse to abide
Vast oceans of tears fall yet
No cleansing comes
No release
No end
To this pitiful pain.
By: hmgc93
