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A SERPENT'S KISS by Bhengu SS

The blade slices, silent as a snake,
A crimson river, sorrow's heartache.
A bleeding heart, rhythm lost and cold,
Life ticking down, no matter the cost.

The sands tumble, hourglass's relentless pace,
A pain-filled silhouette, under the sun.
The scars remain, marking the fight,
Darkness's weight, an endless, hollow life.