When All Is Said & Done
Kiss of death awaits luscious lips
Motions of disgust with pale fingertips
What really matters, or does anything even matters at all
Lights of trust, devotion, and stability crumble and fall
No rules, life lines or battles for the unknown
Life is precious yet hard as a stone
Heavy hands with lifted fingers
Minds that think still pull triggers
Always looking for stacks & bigger figures
Barrels of love
Crates for snakes
Hungry desires
We give and we take
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