The snakeA Poem by Triny SilverglassSomeone i love called me a snake that little hint made my heart ache i'm wondering now am i real or fake? To find out i need a break so who i am for God's sake? Once i read in a fortune cake truth lays on the ground of Otters Lake you have to find the bottle and shake one spoonful is all you take only be careful the glass can break! Sounds not too hard to make but then i saw it was the snake whispering to me with tongues of fake omg my body starts to shake Bring me away from that damn old lake! Covered with sweat finally i wake my names's not "Trixie" or "Welldone Steak" look at me i am no snake only your loving Girl to take. © 2015 Triny SilverglassFeatured Review
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4 Reviews Added on May 18, 2015 Last Updated on May 18, 2015 AuthorTriny SilverglassPirates Bay, MEAboutI'm here for fun and poetry, so don't ask me about my swimsuit. more..Writing
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