My eye is lined 
As red and as pink 
As the inner eye 
That you find 
On the brink 
Of my thigh 
My eye is loose 
As wet and as strong 
As the lakes
Fluid as 
Rivers and ponds 
Life goes on 
My lip is shaking 
Like
Tremors 
Signifying 
The earth
This body 
Is breaking 
My throat is stuck
Silence abrupt 
Enough 
I can't speak 
This heat
from within 
Has harassed and beat 
I erupt 
Like the volcano brim 
Enough 
Life goes on                
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Irma, such a brilliant write👍👍👍
Thank you, Bernard