Take a knife and stab
If that's what you intended to do
To hurt, not just kill
It feels better than your harsh little words
Shut up and leave
If you don't plan to be nice
It only take so little effort
To speak with kindness and patience
A billion dollar worth of gold
Is what it seems the price for an answer
Really? You can't hold back before a kill?
It only takes a single breath or less to answer
Words, my friend if you have not realised
Sharper than your bloody knife
Kills a hurtful, painful way
Makes a rainy gloomy day
Words, again, my friend
Use them wisely and they will shine
Use them gently and they will prosper
Use them patiently and you will see a heart-filled smiles
Words, my friend... words.
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