One Last Kiss
They lied when the said..
There's always time for one last kiss
For mistakes I made refused me this
So I atone my deeds and willfully repent
Yet those lips were still laced with...
No consent...no content
To represent or reinvent a single percent....
Of what we once had
So I leave those lips to discontent and disgust..
To ponder over deceit and deception
Deciphering delicately....
to what our future holds
because....
There's always time for one last kiss.
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Copyright © Ben Massey | Year Posted 2015
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