| Power Every word that leaves your lips Pierces my heart Like a sharp needle Pricking with every touch Bruising my soul Stealing my zest My spirit of living You take it away These words may be lies They might possibly be true Nonetheless they sting Like chlorine on the naked eyes In the pool on a summer's day Pain Grief Sorrow All these with just a few words But from your lips They mean the world to me Powerful Manipulative Noxious That's what you are And you love it. |
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