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Vesuvius
White smoke stalks
through my pyroclastic garden
haloing over an ashen embrace.
Obsidian lover
entangled forever in my arms -
eternal fear sculpted on your face.

The mountain cries
with thunderbolts crowning it's plume.
Dear Pompeii is drowning,
is burning, is encased
within the sarcophagus of doom.

The mountain cries
an air of demise -
but I'll hold you close
until feeling is lost.




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