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Words too hot for the tongue

Words too hot for the tongue


 

I was once a flame kindling with every thought

The fire inside grew brewing hearty soup.

Everyday i checked to see it was hot.

My cooking cycle seemed endless, a constant

loop

 

nothing in the world could put my fire out

My flame made the sun look like a candle.

this scorching affection burned through any doubt

The slightest touch shocks any hand off the

handle

 

But this flame has burned a universe of holes

having changed color by space and time

this flame has lightened the path for many souls

building my fire up has been a job; full time.

 

long as my heart beats my fire will thrive

I will always burn fierce to feel alive


 

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◄ Let Me Sleep

The Controller of Life ►

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