August 20, 2011
By SirRamsayIII BRONZE, Syracuse, Utah
SirRamsayIII BRONZE, Syracuse, Utah
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You try to understand
How I can spit words that bleed.
A serpent, a viper, poisonous.
Behind these lips, lay fangs.
A tip of hurt and woe.
I lift my lips,
And show these teeth.
Thorns of hate,
Dripping toxic talk.
I show no scales,
I adorn no tail.
But this is true
And this is right,
I am poisonous.

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