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Serpent

Slithering
Crawling
Contorting
No longer controlling
Lingering
Taunting
Ghastly
Holy haunting
It’s time for you to die
You reek of defeat
Stinking under my feet
How does it feel to be living a lie
Thought you were important
Ha!
You’re a joke
And so weak
Trying to hide in illusion
Spilling confusion
Screaming doubt
Cause you know there’s no way out
You’re a prisoner of hell
Do you hear the chains calling you
What is snarling?
Your sharp toothed cage ready to eat you alive
Written by ijuswannarite
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Author's Note
A message to satan weak self
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