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Deaths kiss
As I gaze at my broken reflection,
taunted by the touch of death upon your lips.
I know not to trust the insanity that Follows,
For my heart is a hole that is hollow.
Are people to blind to see the blood red words that follow.
Do they see Death beside me.
Will they burn me to the stake,
Or hang me awake.
Im still,
Finding the will,
To decide who to kill.
To take my place,
To end the race.
taunted by the touch of death upon your lips.
I know not to trust the insanity that Follows,
For my heart is a hole that is hollow.
Are people to blind to see the blood red words that follow.
Do they see Death beside me.
Will they burn me to the stake,
Or hang me awake.
Im still,
Finding the will,
To decide who to kill.
To take my place,
To end the race.
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