Kiss me to death,
With your sweet lips.
Take my last breath,
As I lose my grip.
Kiss me to death,
Don't have pity on me.
From this type of agony,
I'll never flee.
Kiss me, sweet torture,
That I must endure.
What a wonderful death,
I will flee from the cure.
12/7/10 Alton Texas
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