Poetry of 2014
Thursday, June 5, 2014
Day 156
The anger seething beneath the surface
numbs.
It has yet to truly reveal itself as its the monster of
destruction it is.
It can only be suppressed for so long before it
erupts.
Until then, the lava runs smooth beneath the surface.
Waiting.
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