Three by Robert Murphy

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One more
Carefully masked
No sign of truth
Clever fallacy
Ensuring trust
Hiding deceit
Til all unsuspectful
Drawn closer to your touch
Clench the heart, inject your venom
Watch them writhe in agony
And laugh while they die.

Casualty

In green I stand armed
A shot rings out from nowhere
I died with honor

Human Garden

I lie without life
I am nothing
No one remembers
The pain never leaves from heart or mind
They will never hear
But as last relief
Smooth, cold needle
Vision fogs
I welcome peace

Robert Murphy
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