Words


I think I'm addicted
To words.
I just can't get enough of them.
The way they feel on my tongue
Smooth
Lyrical
Cutting
A beautiful knife
That you can choose to set on a shelf and admire
Or use.
But the thing is;
Even though
The beautiful knife
Is pointed at someone else,
It always cuts you more.

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