Stinging smiles…
Eventually pierce the heart through each mile
Deadening the senses for a much longer while.
Stuck like warps and woofs, you and I
And like always, I smile; you too smile
But while we smile, my very blood is that on which you survive
My very slip towards death re-sparks your very own life
Face cloaked in meekness
But the mind beneath, is run by a machinery of dreary wickedness
A weird matrimony between peace and strife!
Indeed, weird thoughts run through some minds
And strange deeds thus stain this beautiful life
Do you still have that silently bellowing appetite for a piece of me?
…. Even as we share warm hugs, sweet smiles and joyous laughter so free?


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