MURDER MYSTERY
Let the glass fall and bore inside your skin,
So you could feel, so you could feel how it feels to be in pain,
The red marks on your skin, make me anguish
The absurdity of your being and your basic.
Why do i swing in the cage to get stuck with you?
Like I know how I can turn the pendulum to shift it in the right direction.
But when the watches tense and the malice stress,
I falter in your arms to die temporarily, questioning
What does it teaches us, if not patience?
What does it takes out of us, if not innocence?
What does it leave us with, if not seizures?
What does it make us sleep to, if not fret?
Let me suck out all the blood,
out of my body,
let me braid my hair in a bun,
And mark my pleasing points on neck.
Like I can tie it with a thread,
Like I can sew it on a wheel desk,
Like I can fasten it on the top of my head
And knot the rope to address.
Address the chronicles of my favorites
Repeal the anthologies of my underdogs
Relate to posterities of those poets
Who died a death I crave , nonetheless.
Could I undress, and redress ,
What we can be?
Like we have it in us?
Do I have love left in me?
Solitary pause, genuine rage, fickled bones, indecency
Who to tell? Who to not?
I question this?
Before and after bed.
I close my optics and drain my breathe,
I withstand adversity and built apathy
I fluctuate between who should I kill and who should I bruise , so well?
I choose the worst and then I regret
Brilliantly then I suggest,
A murder mystery is the best,
Disagreements in their head,
A thrilling paranormal can work well too, I
pause,
Contemplations on the desk,
So what now? I regress,
A romcom is what the audience press,
I can't stand, I can't stand,
Romantics can kill me unmanned.
So should I leave or should I not,
They grabbed my hand and insisted on,
I sat for a while and felt sweat near my thighs ,
I went to the kitchen, to drink some wine.
I tagged along a knife,
with some sleeping pills in hand sights,
The knife went in, the knife went out,
So MURDER MYSTERY IS THE BEST , Period.
(NO ARGUMENTS)
Leeza
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