At the end of the day all that is left are the words that remain.
Nothing but hate said, nothing but love relayed.
Choosing words carefully are hard to do.
Who can honestly never say anything cruel.
Who can honestly never same anything loving.
We chose what we say.
Everyday is something to try.
Actions supposedly speak louder then words,
But at the end of the day all that remains are the words.
Nothing more. Nothing less.
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