The Kiss Of The Green Eyed Narcissist Snake
A narcissist loves to play god
The Kiss of the green eyed Snake
A kiss from the snake with eyes ablaze,
Green flames flickered, a venomous haze,
His scales like silk, his charm like fire,
his tongue was laced with cruel desire.
He coiled close, a whispered thrill,
Soft as mist, but sharp as steel,
And in his gaze, I saw the spark—
A spark that left my world so dark.
With honeyed words and poison grace,
He wore the mask of soft embrace.
But in his heart, no soul did dwell,
Just hollow pride and shadows fell.
I trusted him, his gaze, his grin,
Until he stripped me from within.
Each lie, each look, a shard of glass—
A love that burned, then came to pass.
Now I lie broken, lost and bare,
A husk left grieving in the air.
He took my right, my trust, my name—
The snake, whose kiss was deadly flame.
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