Words Hurt . . .

Words hurt. . .

they splatter 

they matter, but sometimes they must be said . . .

they might nick and cut . . .

but when they are said, it’s over. . .

they are gone, but the memory remains

to linger, and echo. . . long after like a bitter refrain

No do overs……………….except sorry……………..to haunt!

(c) Evelyn Garone 11.8.12

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About Evie Garone

I am an outspoken woman with independent views of the world. I am spiritual but also realistic. I've successfully raised two men who I've sent off to college and am now following my love of the arts, including painting, drawing and writing. Thus, two blogs, two books I sporadically work on, voracious reading, among other loves keep me busy.
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