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Venom


(I stand there motionless barely breathing. These words he spit at me so lethal they burn holes in my chest. They get down to my throat and I spit 'em like venom, He bleeds. Never pictured a death more anguish than thee. A kill to the heart, mind, body and soul then flee. Leaving him there to care for a cold so bleak in his soul. Lying behind those tired eyes, a story untold . It unfolds revealing a deceit so cleverly done. A hurt by a lover so hard to fathom. The pain I feel can't be imagined. I feel the venom rushing back into my veins, I bleed.)
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nashaylamcghee
I wrote this poem a while ago for an English class and now I am submitting it for a scholarship in the poetry slam !:) I hope I am able to receive the scholarship and that everyone likes it.

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