I am molten lava
melting rock, fossilizing flowers
solidifying in brisk breezes
till my heart is cold
and hard
as stone.
I am molten lava
spewing forth from mountain's angry crater
Indiscriminate combustion,
Red-hot, complete
destruction.
I am molten lava...
I am...
angry
words.
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