Can words spell words can kill

cuts that will always bleed.
Will Lead hearts too grieve
In Reeves of thiefs
For those that breath.
No reach 
And Nothing too teach 
But sing songs 
That have song wrong,
To A child with Chills 
Is finding her dreaming 
Forever in a hill.
That laughs at sad 
Because bleeding is her trill.
So we lable her crazy
Now she's had her last meal.
And you swear your words 
Were not real.
But still
You stold Pride
And got a free ride 
To feed her a deal 
her last seal.
spiting Vernon of Words 
That spits down 
A child's crown
Were she'll lay 
herself down.
And forget of love now
And her candles glow"
You words were evil 
Embraced the ugly 
in terrible 
And the world becomes
Now sensible.
Bringing gods child 
to love in trouble.
And You leave the words
To kill slow
And every day 
her heart hits a new low.
With your mouth 
of preaching croweds. 
With punch lines 
Made of low blows
That don't bless the Blues.
Or points the finger at you.
and Your sounds
That made of her a clown.
Now circle her 
Dark clouds 
that just go round.
Before disappearing 
into the ground.
Her sad 
is now transferd
Too her dad
to each drip of rain
Just lost 
another spirit tost, 
remorse for your words
has a child worse.  
And her thirst is for love 
And not cursed by words 
that will worrie a church
Insanity for infants
Now the world pukes
From words that cant spell 
that words do hurt.
Screaming swords 
the surf down to her
Sliced vein
Were you swear 
Your words dint end 
Her Chance at a 
happy ending..