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by Bloodedroses Jan 31, 2006 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
(This is my friends...get over it.) I could smell no fear You were some kind of snake Nervous as I was You were calm and unafraid I could hear the grass bending I could... My own panting I could taste your smell My wound started to swell Leaving me Defenseless in Hell