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A Son of Laocoön

April 25, 2013
By SherlockHolmes BRONZE, Raleigh, North Carolina
SherlockHolmes BRONZE, Raleigh, North Carolina
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Venom creeps through my veins.
It hurts. It hurts.
Tears swell in my eyes and spill over.
It hurts. It hurts.
I pray to the gods to relieve me.
It hurts. It hurts.
Cold serpents writhe and constrict.
It hurts. It hurts.
I look to my father and plead for help.
It hurts. it hurts.
My limbs get weak and I fall to the ground.
It hurts.
It hurts.


The author's comments:
I looked at a photo of the Laocoön
and his Sons and was inspired but the distraught look on one of his sons (right) faces. He is looking to his father for help. The pain in it is immense.

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