These words they hold
A truth to be told
A life to live
A death bell to toll
So I reach my hands out and I grab hold
To pull back on this that I hold
I will cling to it and never let go
But words can heal and they can hurt
Words cut like a razor, or brush like a feather
Words can make someone laugh or make them cry
The can make someone live or make them die
So watch your words my friend
For your mouth holds a weapon
A weapon with the power of life or death
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