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Quietly Aflame (2/20/2008)

The words you don’t speak can tear through my soul
They quickly take control until they tear a hole
I can bear through the cold, but not unspoken silence
The mind wanders to places of heart break and violence
You can find this in my chest, behind the rivers that flow
Behind the crimsons of love and the blues of untold
Watch it unfold with every hurt filled contraction
A nervous reaction to what’s dreamt that has happened
It’s done in this fashion, like an edge to the left side
You can see in this chest I don’t carry a best lie
I feel like a mess, I’ve been broken by quiet
Those whispers of nothing, who told you to try it?

I’d hold you the highest while I drowned in this fire
You know the truth that I’d hold you much higher
I just hope you aspire to sit on this mountain
Look down at mistakes, those left where we found them
And drown them away with the warmth of this flame
A spark in the hole where a heart took it’s place
I’d want it to stay if I could hold you today
And see through the silence that owns you in vain
But, I know it’s name, this disciple of pain
Imagine a world that could flow through your veins
Then light it aflame and imagine it splinter
And know it’d be saved by the sound of a whisper

Notes: It’s supposed to be convoluted.

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