I lick the snake bites
on my thighs,
call it healing.
poison in my veins,
in my head.
wound's cold now,
so am I.
Prerna K
Mar 5, 2019
Mar 5, 2019 at 11:22 PM UTC
I lick the snake bites
on my thighs,
call it healing.
poison in my veins,
in my head.
wound's cold now,
so am I.
Prerna K
Have you healed or are you becoming cold?
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