Last kiss
When love goes sour, I killed my lover in my eyes...
Things aren?t always what they seem.
Strike the gold, meet tar.
Your icicle breathe.
Touch my shadow gently,
But don?t trample, just isn?t fair.
With prejudice eyes judge
My corrupted aura, but be gentle
To my kin.
Don?t slander. Be gentle on me.
Bring me salvation,
But save the last kiss for her.
©
krysty
Strike the gold, meet tar.
Your icicle breathe.
Touch my shadow gently,
But don?t trample, just isn?t fair.
With prejudice eyes judge
My corrupted aura, but be gentle
To my kin.
Don?t slander. Be gentle on me.
Bring me salvation,
But save the last kiss for her.
©
krysty
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