Dark Poetry ~ Snake’s Poison

Found bleeding, alone, and dying.
Lacerated from deceit, wounds may mend.
Give blood, heart, and flesh.
Take this hand, breath in, let fear rest.

Past Damage. Lie’s venom: distrust.

Scars burn, reawakened sadness.
No replacement can be had but…

Anti-venom to the snake’s poison.

Give blood, heart, and flesh.
Let demon’s scream finally know rest.

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