Weapons are the tools that come from our mouth
Not our hands
There the thoughts we have
The words we say
Its more painful
Then a bullet through the head
It hurts more
It leaves a wide wound
It kills
A lie is a dangerious weapon
That can cause the destruction of a person
Making them helpless against the truth
Words are louder then actions
There weapons
A lover can puncture the heart
With love or hate
They will become damaged
Deranged
Useless
Heartbroken
The trust they have for people
Will drop
They won't have their weapons to fight back with
They will become silent
Falling to the dark side
Hoping a person will come to restore
Their love
Making them stronger
Then the words said
It could be the same person
Maybe someone different
Its never a fight with our hands
Its a fight using the mouth
Forming words into weapons
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PoetryA series of original poems The emotions of my failed love and tragic thoughts and emotions There is no good left in me to fight back. Because, I'm sad and angry at the same time. It's a time when I feel like I'm in the darkness again. I can't hate...
