Words
are a mixture of letters
that made sounds when clumped together
creating spells both enchanting and poisonous
Words
are the melody I sang to You
so beautiful like a sprouting flower
blooming ever so healthily
only to realize the lack of fragrance
Words
that I poured out countless
hoping to be heard
are mere empty promises made
for actions, I don't partake
Loud coming out from the mouth
but silent for gestures unseen
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