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Poised to Strike
Glistening Fangs and
Silver Tongue,
To Spit up Poison
From my Lungs...
What holds me back?
I do not know,
Provoke me more though...
I Do Bite.
Do not Provoke me,
Anymore...
I
Am Poised
To Strike.
Silver Tongue,
To Spit up Poison
From my Lungs...
What holds me back?
I do not know,
Provoke me more though...
I Do Bite.
Do not Provoke me,
Anymore...
I
Am Poised
To Strike.
Published 31st Mar 2015
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31st Mar 2015 7:35pm
Anonymous
31st Mar 2015 7:48pm
A twist of venom in this poem,some days can feel like this.
Anonymous
2nd Apr 2015 1:20pm
heck, if you've been stepped on, strike!!!
