(Murder Poem/Story) Above Suspicion
Above suspicion.
Thoughts reminiscent.
A crime committed by the sweet an innocent.
As she snapped the twig all that was seen is theirs no going back.
No relapse.
Watching ones body collapse.
Does she smile or cry?
The elaborate hoax of the falling sky.
With succulent kiss she says goodbye.
A new life running through ones head.
An escape from being one of the dead.
A pledge of a secret to be kept.
As the sorrow is to be wept.
A pleasure thought to be well meant.
But yet, it will never happen.
Not as she sees it.
The goose will fly away before it ever lays that egg.
Even as it is thought be so perfect.
A mistake is made.
And their closing in as she sits upon her throne celebrating.
The raising of her glass enveloped in campaign.
She sips it so slowly if to try tell its age.
Only the best is the expression written upon her face.
All the while large number men with armor in the form vest are surrounding her famous white castle.
With gun raised they quietly and swiftly move in.
For they know what lies behind that beauty.
A cold blooded killer.
She took her time.
She got off as his eyes rolled back in his head.
She violated the corpse with instruments I'd rather not describe.
And these men knew she wasn't about let them take her alive.
They made one mistake knowing not of the booby trap as they entered.
The door had trigger on it.
A bomb with a one minute delay.
They enter quickly and just as they got to her.
It went off in an implosion of the whole house.
The wood scattered into bits and pieces.
As the flames expanded and claim all their lives.
Her final masterpiece she would not survive.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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