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Volcanic Breath

Sometimes the truth is hard to hear So let me make this chrystal clear The anger shines bright in your eyes The hatred that you keep inside The temper that you try to hide Worn only by a thin disguise All the bile sipped from the cup Will find its way to burn you up The clock ticks down before you fall Volcanoes lurking under breath Erupting into certain death Destroying love in one and all With danger standing near the ledge And looking for a little edge To cut you deep just like a knife Don't think you're not a victim too The pain you share comes back to you And you'll regret it all your life

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