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Serpantine

by Timothy Wilson

Twisting through your fingers
The nature of the beast
I would have called for help
but you were supposed to keep me safe
Like a guardian double crossing
A demon on the inside
I can't believe the devil
took my innocents so young
And I can't believe the serpant
was such a close family friend

06/04/2009

Posted on 06/04/2009
Copyright © 2025 Timothy Wilson

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kris Mara on 06/04/09 at 01:51 PM

this is truly haunting, frightening and raw...not an easy thing to write (or to digest the thought of)...

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