An Arrow of Words

I

We

Must

Not Play

With words

Because we bare

ourselves to what can

create

destroy

a love,
belief,

a life...

of one...

Whose 

hopes,

dreams,

depends

upon our

uttered

words.

Promises,

broken or

delivered.

Longings,

expectations.

It can pierce

like an arrow in

the thinnest air, flying

unknowingly hurting, it can

bleed another soul and leave scars.

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Don't get

too near 

The light

For it might consume all of you

You and your pure heart, to love

It may corrupt your being, too

Don't get

too near

The sun

It might

Burn the

innocence

out of you