Sometimes words heat the temper
And like magma it boils
Like salt in a wound
Digs deep like in search of oil
Sometimes words fail to materialize thoughts as masterfully as they're created
Talking out of turn
Sometimes it's better if you waited
Point is, I'm sorry
I never meant to hurt your beautiful heart
And if you'd give me one more chance
I promise to be smart about it
Kavon McKenzie Feb 4 - Copyright 2012
