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Volatile

Volatile

Spume spews and effervesce,
Simmering, teetering explosion,
Bubbling ensue to cause a mess,
Riptide and corrosion.

Mental spasm and tensely grit,
Heat and eyes narrow squint,
Rationality and morals split,
Pursuit of rage on rooted stint.

An abundance of decay in thought,
Festering upon wordy battle,
Fashioned calamity wrought,
A rarity to make me rattle.

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Ian William

Magnificent choice of words, Simon! Perfect for bringing out the desired emotion of rage!

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Silent Dreamer

Excellently described, you've dug deep into it and expressed it masterfully here. Love it πŸ‘πŸ½πŸ‘πŸ½πŸ‘πŸ½

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Syd

Stunning use of words Simon. I also like the format.

Great writeΒ  - SydΒ 

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