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The Snake called Meth
You never had a chance Falling prey To the Snake called Meth He slithered in your way You gazed into his eyes Hopelessly mesmerized
Sharp prickly pain Only for a second Paralyzed by his venom His powerful body wrapped around you Panic set in but it's too late No escape from this intimate embrace
Your bones are crushed Your breath squeezed out of you You have been swallowed Into forever darkness
You never had a chance When you crossed paths With the Snake called Meth