The Vessel

The carrier

Of such venom

Taker of life

But you don’t wear the

Outfit of the grim reaper

Actually you’re beautiful

A master piece that any

Artist would be proud of

Corrupted by man

The paint spilled

And you were stained

Because there was no glove

You still walk around with

Your head held high

Walking into the hornets nest night after night

But running from the person in the mirror

Which is now looking like a corpse

For you are death in disguise

Ignoring the letters in the mail

Treating them as if

They were bills

That you simply didn’t have the money to pay

The girl is simply gorgeous

But it’s a shame she isn’t aware

That she is a carrier of aids…………….

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