Venom By Sarah Haynes The rope coiled as if it was a cobra, ready to strike. It slithered and slid to around my neck. And there it formed a noose. Poem Rating:Click To Rate This Poem! Continue Rating Poems [facebookall_comments] × Delete Comment User: Comment: Delete Comment Leave a Reply Click here to cancel reply. Comment Public Collections Containing This Poem Other Poems By This Author Venom PoetSarah Haynes View More
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