23 kwietnia 2012
serpents
As they slitter their way into my heart
Slash! Their venom is injected in my veins, and then
The pain slush like tidal ways up my body drowning it.
Intensely, afterward darkness veil by eyes.
I know that death is drawing near
The room felt colder and colder
But I have nothing to regret when I die by your children.
Fangs continue to sink themselves in my skin and hence eruptions flooded my body.
ALL I see and felt were spasm of pain
Slowly my eyelid close and death
Merciful Death.
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