Oleander

White or red it doesn't matter
You are poison
Dripping in my veins
Breaking my tender heart
Leaving me to die

Warning ambers I should see 
But I only feel your shade
Your beautiful petals hypnotize me
I never see your stinger
You kill the innocent ones who walk in your poetic Garden
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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