**** you, mother nature.
**** you,
for your backward warnings,
of danger.
Only a sadist,
or a lunatic,
would make that which holds the most potent venom,
also beautiful.
I've lost those instincts,
don't you know?
Why haven't you caught up,
to humanity yet?
To me,
what is beautiful,
is only that.
How was I to know,
that she was toxic?
I've learned,
thanks to you nature,
you treacherous she devil.
That behind every,
dazzling smile,
there can also be fangs.