Beautiful Death


My mind is filled with poetry
My heart is filled with gold
but my month spits the venom
of the damed and tortured soul
My skin is soft and healthy
My muscles strong as stone
but my hands cruley twisted
like the devils blacked bones
My smile is so loving
My laugh rings with cheer
but my eyes are dark and deadly
Injecting you with fear
Im like a posined flower
so beautiful to see
but once you finally touch thee
your just as dead as me

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Its about how every person has two sides to themselves, expressed in good and in evil.