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A SERPENT'S KISS BY BHENGU SS

The blade, it glides, a serpent on skin,
A river of crimson, a sorrow within,
A bleeding heart, a broken rhyme,
A counting down, of life's time.
The sands, they tumble, in the hourglass,
A silhouette of pain, a moment that shall pass,
And the scars, eternal reminders, of a past,
A testimony of darkness, a burden vast.