Words are Hard

Compliments don’t freshen your breath.
Criticisms make you cross.
And a cross nails you down and stops you alive.

Words are hard. 
Wards are hard.
Warts are hard.
Hard starts with a laugh but ends with a dead-end road.

And a dead-end road slows you down and stops your drive.

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