Volcano

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Feelings

Below the harden layers

The molten core glows

Piercing threw the vains

Cling to its very soul

Driving for the surface

No matter what the cause

A break along the surface

The red rolling down from the core

Kill the willing and let it die

Kill me now for my sake

Let my blood spill

For if you dont, I WILL!

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