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There's turmoil inside of me
fiery rage begging to be let out
raging magma ready to escape
ravishing heat settling inside of me
so hot it burns.
My feelings are every changing.
They turn and crash,
like the waves of a sea storm.
They bubble and ooze,
like molting lava.
Clap and strike,
like thunder and lightning.
Crystallize and freeze,
like a snow squall.
There's turmoil inside of me.
Ice crystals that freeze
my most passionate of emotions.
Ice shards that cut me open
from the inside out.
Everything's so cold.
So cold it burns me.