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Poetry

Death Wish.

Deceived
Each time
I close my eyes
I die
Inside
When I believe you’re mine
They watch,
And they see
Every move we know.
We can’t
Break the rules.

A kiss like this
Is suicide
A kiss like this is suicide
A kiss like this is suicide
A kiss like this is suicide.

A trance with each beat
With every glass of wine
In me.
If I can only have you
Lets sneak away
From all of this,
And dance alone
Until we forget,

A kiss like this is suicide
A kiss.
Like this.
Is.
Suicide.
Suicide.
A Kiss.
Is.
Suicide.
Is suicide.
Like THIS.
It is.
Suicide.