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Dec 2018
The temper fumes like volcanoes that vent
Retribution to humans you feel deserve it

Immolation burns hotter the deeper it gets
Control out the window like home runs are hit

The fuse has been lit
You try and you try, but alas, explosive

A megaton nuke, the fallout it sits
Try to mask the face, but emotions are gripped

You fall into bits
So crawl on your knees and plead forgiveness

You don't give a ****
The stars in your eyes are like Quasars that rip

They tear apart love and it leaves you with pits
You'll Dwell and you'll sit

Like an Iceberg tip
It will tear into ships
Cerobrus
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Cerobrus  21/M
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