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They said she died of Poison

They tried to search which one.

Untangled and Chaotic

What led her thus ?

To embrace which most fear.


She used to laugh and drink and dance,

Poker face,

Darned.

That cold seething underneath
A boulder on her breasts

They found the poison instilled in her tears

Drop by drop it’s intensity had fortified

And burned her

Innocent heart

Craving for affection

The Poison was Love.

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