Words could mean nothing and a gesture could be ignored
Coming from a stranger whose life you know not
A frown or a smile, who cares?
Tears or laughter...of a stranger...no fears
An incomplete statement from a foe
No need to get the whole
It really leaves you unchanged
Words and gestures from a friend mean everything
A friend you know too well
A frown must be your fault or an inner thought
A smile still could be your fault or what you thought
Tears and laughter yours to join
Fears yours to confront
An incomplete statement is just like a sword
Cutting slowly and insuring harm,
a slow and painful one
Call it a friendly crucifixion
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