Snake

| poetry |
You slither away
Into dark secluded rooms
Sending a message
Predicting our doom
Your mind is at ease
your goal is to please
And you never think
About what will be-

When the smoke clears away
And the spout stops spurting
When the others are gone
And you're all alone - hurting.

Who will be there to hold you
When your bridges are burned?
Who will be there to care
If the lessons not learned?
Who will be there to want you
When the tables are turned?
Who will be there to love you?
Not me - It's not my concern.

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