Words are sometimes so inadequate. But they have power.
Words can move mountains and they can break hearts. Words leave wounds that fester and burn. They leave scars that remain for an eternity, deep ones. Words are magic. And words are knives, sharpened to a point. Words have history. They hold secrets. Words are weapons - of love, of pain. Words are a release. They are expression. Words are a cage, chains which bound. Words are a mask to hide the truth. Words ARE the truth.
Words are inadequate. WORDS HAVE POWER.
4 comments:
Words are all I have. :)
I was thinking of that song while writing this.
And Ayesha madam, words are Your Bitches!
@ Nikita - Thank you :) They're all I have after all :)
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