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Fierce burning in my heart,
Flames licking up the sides of my chest.
Running up my throat.
The smoke billows high around my head,
Weaseling it's way between my ears
Wrapping its winding tail around my mind.
We all stumble somewhere
scraped knees and bruises
bandaids and “get better” kisses
we all grow older
resulting in it becoming our responsibility
to reach the bandaids in the bathroom
To ask of my Mentor,
Is to ask quite a thing.
To ask of my Leader,
Compels me to sing.
His power and glory
Can't be known to the world.
His love and His kindness
