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Subject: The Snakes Within

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Lori S. Maynard

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Date Posted: 18:05:17 12/05/01 Wed
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Their lips were trembling as the snakes within coiled up and grasped their hearts.
Suffering�s sweet nectar moistened the kiss and made dark passion such art.
In the cellar of our souls, evil lurks about� Waiting patiently, sure to win survival.
It waits until our fears are fed and hopes diminished. Be wary of the tear that dangles.

Passion embracing the two young lovers, they writhe till they see the friend from hell
Laughing in his maniacal menace and inflicting rapture upon hearts that pump and swell.
Splashed with blood, their hearts entwine like snakes. Twisting, twisting and, ah, the embrace�
Their love producing a beast that will slouch and stalk and terrorize the human race.

Bodies coiled together like that of the treble clef and placed meticulously upon satin sheets
No great specter from Heaven or Hell could break apart this love, this voracious feast.
No great drug any physician has to offer could subdue the human heart and soul.
The others struggled to gain this love; alas, all crash and lose their being�s control.

�December 3, 2001 Lori S. Maynard
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