Volcano

An obsidian, tumultuous chasm

Scorches

Boils

A volcano,

Spewing forth verbal loathing;

Love,

Fermented

And drowned,

In molten desertion.

An obsidian, tumultuous chasm

Slowly melts away,

The familiarity of company,

Loved ones

Steamy trails;

Etched by cascading,

Fiery tears

Is all that remains.

The End

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