Death Do Us Part
hope lies slit wrist
not much tight twist~
twitch finger missed kiss~~
guilty little witchy miss~~~
long run nothing there
cold breath steaming stare
thought you've always known
never cared busy phone
times gone bye bye
no regrets we die
--- --- V
-- -- l l
L L v v
****the shape is Supposed to be of two lovers dancing!
Copyright © Jslambert Mister Roboto | Year Posted 2011
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