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Cyanide For a Smile
He carved the diagnosis directly onto my veins. And all I could do was smile. His venom rushed through me like cyanide Ending my love quicker than I wanted. His sharp-edged eyes pierced my heart’s Fragile casing and I exploded into what I really was… Just another human scattered into love. And all I could do was smile. Each drop of blood he took from me Was just another skin of mine That was shedding even louder. I was sinking under and couldn’t Hold my breath. The sweet scent of poison Overwhelmed my thoughts. And all I could do was smile. So many emotions fluttered Inside my mind: all my love Was now just hate And all the hatred vanished. I was anxious as well as happy, And all I could do was smile. Lust became my instinct and sleep Was getting closer. He reached his hands out as he said, Grabbing at my numbness, That I would forever be his truly, madly, deeply. And all I could do was smile As the cyanide reached my closing. © 2009 Stefania Carmen Misaila
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