Sinister smile slips silently,
Eyes tracking your movements,
Widening gleefully at sight,
Positively breathtaking, the,
Anguish painted beautifully,
Captured in crisp colors,
Inhaling delicious sorrow emanating,
Drinking your grief desperately,
Pools of hate, sardonic smirk,
Declaring the inevitable,
Your turn, brother

Woeful Indulgence 2/17/11

© 2011 by Knownkonvict

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