Snake Charmer
By Ablebody Peckawood
The fangs of the serpent pierce through his skin. As the venom thickens
within his veins, blackness consumes his vision like a vampires cloak.
Only moments pass and his head begins to swim. He staggers around like
a drunken man, then falls to the ground. The venom burning deep within,
brings a feeling of regret as he reflects upon his passing existance.
Perhaps another tommorrow he will make the right choices!
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Copyright 2005 Ablebody Peckawood
Published on Tuesday, June 7, 2005.
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