Death By Poison - Socrates
The hemlock grove keeps haunting
trembles dare fade away
"Crito, we owe a cock to Asclepius.
Please, don't forget to pay the debt"
Those thou teach have greater reach
to poison of the day
these needles vein in vain
diepan, water fogs__
no holding off the pain
no holding out the pain
Copyright © Raw Thinker | Year Posted 2017
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