RoseAnn V. Shawiak (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)
Graceful, pointed, slicing through memories easily and quietly.
Deadly betrayal hiding beneath it's beauty, ready to lunge and
put an end to life and it's sorrow.
How easily it gains trust with compassion and kindness,
deliberately plotting an early demise with no respite in sight
for a lonely soul.
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