| What I Am
I am the frost upon the grass in the dead of winter.
I am the icicles on your eyebrows when you freeze.
I am the hail that shoots through your window,
I am the ice crystals that stop your bloodstream.
I am the hot molten lava erupting from a mountain
I am the fire in your heart when it's burning with desire
I am the geyser that spurts forth a hot water fountain
I am the evil force that makes the temperature higher.
I am the lightning that splits the tree in your backyard
I am the wind and the rain that keep you indoors
I am the thunder and the pain and the terror in your heart
I am the scent in the air when it rains and pours.
I am the demon in the ground that causes the quake
I am the deterioration that brings massive corrosion
I am the plate tectonics that makes the world shake
I am the rocks by the river resulting from erosion
I am every force on the planet that you could think of
I am the devil's advocate the reaper and the angel of death
I am the symbol of all that is good from heaven above
I am the darkness in your eyes when you take your last breath.
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