After the winds of change,
That changed everything,
One thing remained untouched,
The venom: pulsating in ma vein,
Setting my breath on a time bomb.
If everyone should forget,
The ugly taste of tragedy,
Then I be a fool to follow,
For a rattle snake thought me otherwise,
When it kissed my foolish lips.
I might not care much,
Other than food with shelter,
But I still need a doctor,
For everyone need a quite life,
Not punished by regret.
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