Death Smile Poem by Dead Beat Poet

Death Smile



I no longer smile,
knowing you're alive.
My miracle is coming,
there's no way to survive.

Wait right here while I get the others,
their appetite is hearty.
Because with me it's just a killing,
and with them it's a party.

We cut out you tongue,
you can't scream any more.
In your death we unite,
behind the Black Door.

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