shedding of the skin
I'll squeeze the slippery of my venom,
and cut out my forked tongue,
and blind out my yellow snake eyes,
same color as a hellish demon.......
I don't even desire my being,
I was only once so beautiful,
a maker's disaster of a beast
locked away in this attic,
only my dreams can be wonderful..
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