Spew
Riding along a tongue full of bees
biding my time until I can free them.
Sliding inside they're stinging my skin,
inciting all of this pent up phlegm.
You took too lightly my hard restraint
blew a smoky swarm into my face.
Spew, I have the wildfire to rise up.
Debut, watch me dominate this space.
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