Original Poem: Irony of Words

Everybody has something to say,
Sadly, some will go astray.
The ones that affect us,
Will all come in our mouth bus.
Usually there is no restraint,
But normally brings complaint.
All we are and all we will ever be,
Will be determined by the ones we allow to be.

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