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Volcano
My mind is like a volcano ready
to erupt
Like a bird who flys backwards
to avoid getting smashed by a truck
when all of a sudden his life flashes
The nest he grew up in is set fire and turned to ashes
Had he stayed home
and protected his kingdom he would of lost everything including his freedom
But no matter he kept flying
even though inside he was dying
not another bird flew by him
Or would have stayed there
and died trying so try to understand
the volcano that I am
Everyday is a struggle I face
sorry Mom and Dad
your son is such a disgrace
but when this volcano erupts
the world will no longer be safe
cuz I'm going to get even with everyone who spit in my face
By..Bradford Wermelskirchen
2010 (Be Vocal)
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