In secret chambers, hidden deep inside
A tiny spark, with power to divide
A nuclear core, of venom and might
The tongue, a weapon, that can ignite

With words that cut, like razors in the night
It slices through, with precision and light
Leaving scars, that never fade away
A trail of destruction, in its deadly sway

Its poison spreads, like a deadly disease
Infecting hearts, with toxic ease
Corroding trust, and love's pure gold
Leaving only ash, where relationships grow old

With every whisper, a bomb is set
A detonator, that can't be reset
Unleashing hell, in a world...