Kiss Of Death

by Phoebe   Jul 21, 2006


My life, what is the meaning?
For the countless tears are falling,
Aching heart is drumming,
And for you my soul is calling.

Late at night, I toss, I turn,
And in my mind the darkness grows,
Yet still I try to hold,
All the pain this life, it throws.

Clocks ticking on and on,
And yet they never stop to think,
Wish they would break for a while,
Notice me, I'm on the brink.

Yet still I wait for you to come,
My heart breaking even further,
And though I fear your kiss may kill me,
I don't mind if its me you murder.

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