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SERPENTS DON'T REPENT

A coward dies a thousand deaths
A Soldier dies but one
Until I take my final breath
I'm going to live by my gun

Not one of us is free
If we have brethren in chains
Through the use of poetry
I'll be making my pen bang

Gang, gang, gang
I rep the Poet's set
As the words arrange
Stanzas are what you get

Never forget the downtrodden
Just cause it ain't happening to you
As you trot through Eden's garden
Remember what evil serpents do
Written by da_poetic-edifier (Damon)
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