Magma.

by Poet on the Piano   Dec 25, 2015


My heart is an
active volcano,
and soon you'll
be breathing the
ashes,
but not now...

some thoughts
are too personal
for the public eye.
I can't let them
know their demise
yet. I have to fake
it just one more day,
so they'll fall asleep
in blissful ignorance
and I'll finally

erupt.

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