A lot of hidden words
there where it hurts
So many left unspoken
in sharp splinters broken
All what can't be said
is what is needed to shed
A lot of hidden pain
it never will be the same
All that is never felt
tied up with a belt
became a burning fire
in the heart of the desire
Blood streaming through the veins
So the fuel oil remains
In the never ending heat
Flared up with every heartbeat
And all what is done wrong
keeps the fire burning strong
April 1,2013
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