7:13 AM
Mr. B-G
The eye that does haunt me throughout the night,
The crushing feeling of something so deep.
It’s the eye that gives and takes away sight,
Through every crack within the wall it seep.
The dark eye making contact with your soul,
You are enveloped, and longer calm.
Time has come when you need to pay the toll,
Your life disappears and leaves through your palm.
The green surrounding enhances the feel,
Of overwhelming emotion and pain.
From your skin every part begins to peel,
The truth is revealed and you are then sane.
The serpent slithers out of sight,
Hoping for one more victims the next day.
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