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Volcanic Eruption
There's whispers deep in my soul
Secrets guide me through the darkest night
A hidden poetic gem shines whole
This gem calms my inner fright
There is a light dancing from my dreams
Leaving stars twinkling in my eyes
A sweet spirit within my soul beams
As the crack of dawn begins to rise
Within a poem begins to form
As hot lava bubbling
I need a chance to pen my storm
All those confused thoughts troubling
If only my whispers wouldn't leave
That molten lava in my dreams
Maybe a volcanic work I'd weave
I must write or molten lava streams
It will explode shooting into the air
Ash, steam, sulfuric acid pours
From horrible words, you I'll spare
If only I didn't have so many chores
Copyright ©
Sara Kendrick
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