Sad Thoughts
Sometimes i would like to have an affair with death/
kiss her beautiful lips/
& paint lasting memories in her mind
I would like to shake her hands/
unearth her secrets/
& throw my anger through the window pane
sometimes i would like to figure her touch/
feel her withered skin/
& crawl beneath her scary legs
I would like to dine with her/
taste those meals she fries/
& asks her "Why"
I would like to share a conversation/
maybe ask why she is called "Death"/
death - a respecter of no person
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