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Jan 2017
Snake bites


Dance with the fire to keep you warm
Grows inside me till blood boils them bones
Raw intentions come to me but time begs I must roam
Leave behind what have you become
A ridiculed man with all passion gone
All that I remember is the truth I drank the poison.
dangerous minds
Written by
Peter Kiggin
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