Poetry · Writing

poison

there is a poison inside me

slithers through my fingers

fang mark lingers

slowly heavy

fist feel heavy

fist feel tightly around your throat

lips feel heavy

fang mark lingers

there is a poison inside me

slithers through our fingers

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