Putrid Perfidity
If kiss should meet Kismet
Let not the bet be shallow
Nor all the treasure of this time
Become a promise hollow
For kisses can take 'way one's breath
In ecstasy or sentence
Choose wisely who you turn to face
Lest death become tomorrow
If time and temperment embrace
The face of what's surreal
It's up to those equipped to face
The task… before the sorrow
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