For you
to speak the truth
is to spit fire.
Close your mouth
Close your mouth.
Build the words inside
they bubble,
and blister.
Don't cry out
Don't cry out
They turn your gums to ash
a grey ****** mess
behind your polished teeth,
but a safe secret
beneath your scarred tongue
beneath your scarred tongue.
Dec 13, 2011
Dec 13, 2011 at 11:28 AM UTC
For you
to speak the truth
is to spit fire.
Close your mouth
Close your mouth.
Build the words inside
they bubble,
and blister.
Don't cry out
Don't cry out
They turn your gums to ash
a grey ****** mess
behind your polished teeth,
but a safe secret
beneath your scarred tongue
beneath your scarred tongue.
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