~~
When the heart is burning,
But the eyes still shine through —
Do we have to feel it all?
Do we really have to brag about it?
And when the bottle brims over,
A little spilling past the lid,
Is there always need to cover,
Do you think we need to hide the truth?
Sometimes fire speaks softly,
Sometimes silence spills loud —
Then,
Not every pulse needs a name on it.
Not every soul needs to speak about it.
~~
When the heart is burning,
But the eyes still shine through —
Do we have to feel it all?
Do we really have to brag about it?
And when the bottle brims over,
A little spilling past the lid,
Is there always need to cover,
Do you think we need to hide the truth?
Sometimes fire speaks softly,
Sometimes silence spills loud —
Then,
Not every pulse needs a name on it.
Not every soul needs to speak about it.
~~
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