You are the the crystal crunchy snow, layering itself high upon the steep mountain top.
You are the rotten ship, rolling and crashing heavily over the 10 foot waves.
You are the extemely dark caves, crumbling and flaking as it travles deep into the volcano.
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I like the images in your poem, especially the crystal crunching snow.
You have some fantastic images but could you name it?
You could edit your work carefully before you post it.
I really like that you really got me thinking, what is going to happen next?