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      Words can wound, words can heal, They can make us soar, or make us kneel. 
      They can lift us up, or bring us down, They can be a smile, or a painful frown.

      But when they cut, they cut so deep, Like a knife that pierces, so hard to keep. 
      They leave a scar, that’s hard to heal, A wound so raw, it’s hard to conceal.

      For words can hurt, in ways we can’t explain, They can cause us pain, that leaves a stain. 
      They can break our spirit, crush our soul, And leave us lost, without any control.

      So let us be mindful, of the words we say, For they can linger, in someone’s heart to stay. 
      Let us choose wisely, the words we use, And bring joy and hope, instead of abuse.

      For words can be weapons, or they can be balm, They can be our strength, or our greatest harm. 
      Let us speak with love, and always be kind, For words can hit deeper, than any knife we find.
      

Entombed

Song by Deftones

From the day you arrived
I've remained by your side
In chains, entombed

Placed inside
Safe and sound
Shapes and colors are all I see

On the day you arrived
I became your device
To name and soothe

Placed inside
Safe and sound
Shades and colors are all I see
Shapes of colors are all I feel

From the day you arrived
I have stayed by your side

Placed inside
Safe and sound
Shades of colors are all I see
Shapes of colors are all I feel

Placed inside,
Safe and sound
Shades of colors are all I see
Safe inside