One Last Kiss
The words you speak sound hollow to my ears.
She left me long befor she ever said goodbye.
you can never own a person love is but a illusion.
A well hidden snake so very cold to the touch.
Hate turns and drives this muscle in my chest.
I will not allow your games to decive me any longer.
Will you welcome the cold grip around your throat.
In beliving you are all knowing will you make
the most simple of mistake?
You can not be the player when it is you that is a pawn.
In deaths grip when at last you see all for what
it is.
Love is a wepon.
I was a thought to be victim.
But even in a moment as traggic as this.
As you fade I'll give you one last kiss.
Copyright © Clive Winslow | Year Posted 2009
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