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Snakeroots Poems - Poems about Snakeroots


I Am Drunk On the Hemlock
...My lips are black, I am drunk on the hemlock, proferred by you – my life. I am still in love with pain. What not, the trial tried to break my resistance. I will walk on my hands paraplegic l......

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Categories: snakeroots, adventure, allegory, angst, animals,
Form: ABC

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry