Poison in disguise,
I am,
Waiting to be sipped.
Mistaken for water,
I am,
Not much to take.
Lethal:
Exploding with every breath.
See if the halo is real,
The red ears come out to play.
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Poems of the Dearest Soul
ПоэзияPoems of the Dearest Soul. Eccentric. Makes your heart melt. These Poems and short stories are all what you need during your off time. Romance. Suicide. Adventure. Realistic Fiction. Any genre known to man (or woman) Comment what other poem you wa...
