Lifes Gift
attaining real love is lifes greatest gift.
a painful sorrowful sleep.
blessing you with emensive emotion.
beautiful blooming blood rose, before the winter comes to kill it.
regardless of the time, love comes, and kisses you softly.
love comes, and rips your heart from the cavern in your chest.
most priceless precious gift.
killing you slowly, with one blinding kiss at a time.
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