Poem -

when to let go.

Words are just empty vessels,
from a manipulative mind,
But full to the brink,
with twisting knives,
Knowledge of what to say,
When to use each word,
Destruction of your soul,
For what its worth ,
Your heart yanked out as it bleeds sentences across the floor,
The powers of words,
You hit the floor,
They just keep coming at you,
Like the sharpest blades,
An unwilling victim,
-For love you've prayed ,
Stupidity held the blade,
to your heart
Rippling your inner mind apart,
Forgiveness often comes at a cost,
Maybe all the love now lost,
Life isn't a game to play,
Words aren't just words to say,
Taking many lives away,
YOU CAN'T KILL ME,
unless i SAY.................,
I'm not weak,
You have me all wrong,
My record plays a peaceful song,
My heart is pure,
Without ill content,
It isn't me who walks all lines that aren't bent,
Every word i say is true,
Nothing i say to hurt anyone,
even you,
But words to control,
Can't touch my soul,
I've learnt to see right though,
The emptiness inside of you,
Words are just words,
you need to use ,
If you used your heart,
it wouldn't be so,
No bloody sentences to show,
The process of heartache,
And when to let go.

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Dear Nardine,

Good write, thanks for sharing, My applause

I'm not weak,
You have me all wrong,
My record plays a peaceful song,
My heart is pure,
Without ill content,
It isn't me who walks all lines that aren't bent,
Every word i say is true,
Nothing i say to hurt anyone,
even you,

Love

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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Nardine Sanderson

Thank you dear friend sir Williamsji, for your support, xx much respect to you, nardine

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