Like A Volcano
LAVA HAS BEEN BOILING IN ME
FOR SO LONG
SLOWLY I HVAE BEEN LETTING OUT STEAM
THEN IT'S GONE
I CONTINUE TO SPEW IN SHORT OUTBURSTS
LOATHING THE DAY WHEN I ERUPT
This poem is about:
Me
My family
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