Pieces of power
Let my words flow, steaming at the base of your neck
quiet truths burning in your ears
words that I’ll commit to
portions of my soul.
They linger, and they burn
may scar and hurt.
Warnings of the pain of attachment.
of what it can do
to me- to you
Our souls can burn bright
Together we can shine.
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