Words, words
Nothing but words
Weak and thin as paper
This is how you shredded honesty
Scraps of white I refuse to ignore.
Words, words
Stop with the words
All they do is suffocate me
Give me the bittersweet air
And enough room to breath
If you really cared for me
In simple friendship, or in love
It would be more than words.
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PoetrySequel to SIX LETTERS Love can die, but wicked things only evolve.
