Stories
The words of the soulBut what a pity, when they run cold
Those who once were fond but turn sour
Do so it seems upon any hourThe same words as beautious stories
Turn to war and hateful bickeriesSad when the once beautiful soulful words and meanings
Turn to hurtful midleadings and misdeedingsWhy does humanity turn to such hurt
When all of us some how or another know we can change something some action by just one word.Wonderous stories
Horrible pains that inspire
Why would by a beautious word then desire a pain to turn on those who pain such as deep to hurt again with no reason
In the beautiful stories
Often prevoke memories
DestoniesDon't turn sour
In the hour
Of those that hurt
Just for the love that some feel disperse
in that.Write stories....
No.
Write memories .But remember a foul pain
Can be brought on by a foul word that you could distane.Don't hurt but inspire
Inspire stories that make memories wondrous
And not painful reminders or digstowards any of us.
Goodnight and good marrowBut with stories don't hurt with sorrow
But make love flow
With the beautiful stories with no hurtful, hated , racial blow.
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