The Volcano
Listen to her angry roar,
Echoing from a fiery hell's door.
She blows her trumpet,
Sending a smoke of fury into the air.
Pieces of her burning heart break
And scatter them far away.
Everyone runs for their lives,
Not wanting to be pierced by her fiery knife.
For they know that she kills
Anyone by her will.
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I LUV IT! Wow, this was awesome.
Was the "Pieces of her burning heart break" part about anger or hurt about a lover or something else entirely? Just curious!
Otherwise I just loved it. Keep writing!