Burn

Maybe if you took the time

To hear the burning words that

Erupt from the same mouth

That kisses you slow

You would be more prepared

Not run away scared

When it tells you things

You ought to know

I will not slow the lava that

Corrupts my tongue

So you have enough time

To take off and run

I won’t lower my voice

Or agree with every word

The words are bubbling up and

Demanding to be heard

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