I was a snake
And you were the venom
You held a dangerous place inside of me
And you were waiting for the next kill
Little did I know
It would be my heart that would soon be cold because of you
I found my next kill
It would be myself
Also some of the crap I write might be depressing so please, if you don't want to read anything like that, don't read my stuff, yeah?
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Letters I'll Never Send
PoetryA collection of bad poems and other writings that I can't seem to delete. If you like em, you like em, if you don't, you don't. Thanks for checking them out though. :)
