Weird contemplation writing - part something
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Words and actions,
sudden interactions,
spoken without thought.
Actions hollow, but feelings left naught,
unaware of the damage they wrought.
Words spoken intending to scathe,
with a face enraged, blinded in wrath.
Words of anger and frustration,
see neither the soul nor destruction,
wreaking havoc in the receiver's mind,
but forgotten by the speaker kind.
The things that people say,
unleash chaos and the devil's play.
Those people, shortly leave,
the words though, they forever stay.
Hollowing, embedding,
inside the flesh.
Growing, shedding,
spreading their terrible darkness.
Words, they will fade,
and the memories rust,
but the scars will remain
even after all becomes dust.
Gnawing, gnashing
it eats through the mind,
changing views, words and people,
always on replay and rewind.
The world will fade,
like a rusted blade
yet the past remembers
as the scars remain,
breathing like faint flickering embers
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