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March 22, 2006 10:48 am
Bastard Serpent: An Ode to Snake Fuckers
Just one more night
Wrapped in bastard serpents.
Another night
Where the darkness never falls.
There was a time
She can barely remember
With no bastard serpent
Hissing in the halls.
There were emerald greens,
And there were midnight blues,
A hundred richer shades
A thousand darker hues
And she could recognize herself
And she could put things right …
And sleep without a bastard serpent…
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