MURDER IN YOUR BEAUTY (An Original Poetry)

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The smiles you muster
is a gun that rips the soul,
a rocks that shatters through,
glasses and window panes,
alters courses, redirect wind vanes,
it navigates through the fright,
that twinkle that dwindles,
burns gently, sweetly hurting
like a razor running smoothly on the skin.

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There's murder in your beauty,
puffing and huffing for breath,
your eyes is oxygen,
for them that chokes,
a rainstorm on them that gloats,
sailing sweetly like a heart that floats,
a musing for mad men,
dwelling on the circumference,
of your ageless comeliness

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She's a lethal adventure,
a taste of poison so delightful,
like knives and mushrooms,
her eyes are like furnace,
that burns deeply
capturing our gaze,
like a moth tempted to burn
in the thrill of the blaze

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Murder resides in your beauty,
a convergence of the sun rays,
clustering in the eyeballs
as you fade away like a wraith,
into our furtherest imaginations.
floating onotop,
like a feather loitering the skies.