Do Your Worst 

Stab me with pins 

And bind my hand 

Stitch mystery lips 

I don’t give a damn 

The winds are changing 

You dream of blood 

Prophecies in your nightmares 

Of you dragged through the mud 

These things you have done 

Will haunt you forever 

No salt can protect you 

Your lifeline’s been severed 

~ Moxie McMurder 

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Incendiary 

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You want to start a fire

This relationship has become a tinderbox 

A spark is all it needs

Smouldering 

Angry 

Words spilled starting fires

And you fan the flames 

It’s doing well but I burn brighter 

Combustible 

I explode with a fierceness you never expected 

Blistered lips 

From the words I speak 

There is no water here and my fire catches the wind

Turning our lives to ashes

There are no survivors here

~ Moxie McMurder 

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