Just Words

Your words meant nothing,

my words meant everything.

You never ever listened

to the words I was saying.

I said what I meant,

and I meant what I said.

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No open book ever mislead

black ink to red blood

drawn up in your stead

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Words will always hurt me,

I take them to heart-

I've raised my defenses,

I've put up my guard

now that I see you

for what you truly are.

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In what ways does a letter lie

when the quills and the swirls

to quaint meanings imply?

When the twists in the murals

commit egregious crimes?

When you write in riddles

right in between the lines?

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No open book ever mislead

black ink to red blood

drawn up in your stead

-

Words will always hurt me,

I take them to heart--

I've raised my defenses

I've put up my guard

now that I see you

for what you truly are.

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You are just words

and I am all heart.