Forked Tongues
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Moonlight Guilty of boiling me in my own blood
Poisoning the well that cools my tongue
Whispers
Slithering from lips I do not know
Cannot see
Do not hear
Galvanizing a mind, hardening a heart in defense
The moon and its serpents were once my playthings
Obsessions marking my days in hell…
The mistress I ran to for survival and salvation
What a jealous bitch
To find me here
Now
Exacting revenge for all that was taken
Mr
