The Sad Volcano

There once was a volcano with an emotional disorder.

When she felt down, she would build up her lava inside, press it all down deep to put on a strong front.

But every so often it would burst out, hurting the people she loved.

She hated hurting the people she loved, so would bottle everything up again, leading to the same result.

I guess you could say it was a viscous cycle.

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