Cold Dead Lips

by Lost and Delirious   Jun 8, 2008


As I lay there
not living.

Your standing over me,
with tears rolling down your face.

One tear falls
onto my lips.

You sit down,
and lean forward . . .

To kiss my Cold Dead Lips.

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  • 17 years ago

    by FountainsOfBlood

    Very good.
    The shortness gives a very great impact and it's just right - so dramatic, i love it.
    xD

    5/5
    ~FountainsOfBlood

  • 17 years ago

    by DaytimeStar

    Oh i like it its sweet and AWESOME!!!!

    10/5

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