My poision, My Love. Sleep Well.

January 5, 2010
By Laura_A. GOLD, Etowah, Tennessee
Laura_A. GOLD, Etowah, Tennessee
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I will sing you to sleep with my lullaby
of silent screams filled with spite.
My sickness runs through hollow veins
to a heart filled with tainted pain.

Sleep away in your silly dreams
protected under my lock and key.
A smile placed, corners turned slightly
revenge fills these thoughts nightly

You'll perish a true martyr
In a book no one will read.
Murdered in cold blood
for everything I believed.

Always the victim
poor innocent soul,
misunderstood.
intentions gone wrong

You ask forgivness
with a kiss,
On my lips
sweet arsenic.



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