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A Burning Question

Burning inside me

Is a question unanswered

My heart; kindling for the flame

The fire consumes me

And ignorance is not bliss

For the compulsion to know

Is bursting from within me,

Molten, an incomplete secret

I cannot tell, even to myself.

I long for the daring, audacity

Past desire, it is a need to speak aloud

The words that turn

Over and over again in my mind,

Eating away at me inside,

Curiosity surpassed only by

Shyness, which holds my breath

So I may not speak.

And I hide in this silence,

Roaring, burning cacophony in my head

Lips sealed against a question

For which I cannot find the voice.