Jokes

Remember all the words you said

The ones you said in jest

Like a cancer they have spread

And now my heart can't rest

I know they shouldn't matter

You tried to take them back

Somehow that makes me sadder

And turns my soul to black

And so I make a small request

Before you speak again

Could I have your very best

For I want to be your friend

So many times we throw words around without thinking about the consequences.  What we fail to understand that once they have hit their mark, the damage has been done.  It is not possible to erase the pain by dismissing it as a joke, or saying we didn't mean it.  While these wounds can heal with forgiveness and remorse, wouldn't it be wiser to not throw them out there at all? 

Teasing and joking with those we care about...well... it is not a joke...and certainly not funny.

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