Slow, bubbling, simmering Dormant volcano in your blood Every so often it erupts Lava flows Words you'll later regret Destroy everything in their path Everything turns red Flames in your eyes Eat away all sense You're a St. Helens, Vesuvius, Krakatoa Covering everything in ash Smoke and darkness Reenacting Pompeii Leaving people trapped in stone _________________________ Is this considered poetry even though it doesn't rhyme?
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