Fatal Smirk Poem by Stefanie Fontker
Fatal Smirk
Out of the corner
Of my tired eye
I see you grin
Like a psychotic
Little girl
You smile, while I
Cry, from my heart
Pulsing, swollen
Hurt, broken
Blood pours into
My cupped hands
And dribbles onto
Your pale white floor
The contrast
Is the most beautiful
Sight I have seen
Second only to you
And your fatal smirk
That probably did this
In the first place
You smile, and I
Die, once or twice
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