The Words


The words stung

Like a poisonous bite

Of a mangling serpent

Meandering through my tangled veins

Infecting the red blood that flowed


My heart flooded with the envenomed streams

Leaking into my mind

Drowning my dreams



The streams fused with my thoughts

Intoxicating my truth

Paralyzing by body



The venom lingered in my heart

Numbed my veins

Robbed my soul

It became my truth

And took my control


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