Medusa
Medusa
seduce ya
with a million slithering
brainchilds
her head tames the beast
my last words
before turning
to stone
sounding out the silent letters
letting doubt
and subtlety
be
the tree
God said know
God said no
I'm pining
make out
fake out
slip of the tongue
in you
end
oh
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