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Slithery serpent He did sneak up to my ear Questioning my worth That i had held so dear His secret servants Up close and near Whispered for my soul "Oh look what we have here" A sweet, sweet kiss Death's gift to me He nudged my shoulder Promising everything he could bring We fought long and hard I thought hard and long When i wasn't thinking He used this against me Catching me off guard All those years i ceased to slit my throat Death was waiting to tip my boat An angel on Earth caught me though Before i went into the light My mother held my soul
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Mar 27, 2017
Mar 27, 2017 at 4:25 AM UTC
Death Beckoned
Slithery serpent He did sneak up to my ear Questioning my worth That i had held so dear His secret servants Up close and near Whispered for my soul "Oh look what we have here" A sweet, sweet kiss Death's gift to me He nudged my shoulder Promising everything he could bring We fought long and hard I thought hard and long When i wasn't thinking He used this against me Catching me off guard All those years i ceased to slit my throat Death was waiting to tip my boat An angel on Earth caught me though Before i went into the light My mother held my soul
chloe-verdun
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Mar 27, 2017
Mar 27, 2017 at 4:25 AM UTC
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