Riddle me this:
I have no lungs, but I can breathe,
Where you, yourself, cannot.
Via me, the greenwoods seethe,
Where my cheeks will flush when hot.
I have no lungs, but I can drown,
Where you will suffocate.
Find me on the reddest crown,
With the scratch of a duplicate.
I have no lungs, but I can roar,
Where you can only cry;
You would feel your eyes implore,
Some mercy if they are nearby.
Now find the odd one out, and then,
Replace it with itself.
Once you read the verse, again,
May you learn what I call myself.
What am I?
The answer is a single word, as described in the word
tag below.
Hint:
I have no lungs, but all my tears,
Have hearts: a charge of blue.
When I die, my offspring clears,
And the wax descends into glue.