JUST WORDS

I hear them before I see them
and I lower my head
I know what's coming 
before it's been said
the same old lines
still they fill me with dread

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just words
just words

 

spat with venom
or so called jest
smile and sigh
you know it is for the best
you long to scream
please just give it a rest

 

just words
the spark to light your fears
just words
the start of inner fears

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just words
just words

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they're not sticks or stones
but still they bruise deep
barbs that hurt
they get beneath
your outward smiles
while inside you weep

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just words
just words
just words
just words

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