Untitled Poem by blond lee

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As onto our feet rotten leaves'blood drips,
So life is but a smile upon Death's lips.
In every tick of seconds from now on,
I'll drink the syrup of my Life in sips.

Sunday, February 14, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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