Kissing Death
Not much time left
not much breath
or blood either,
The blood is drip drip dripping
covering my face
seeping into my mouth,
I gasp for air
but it does not matter
the taste of blood is stale in my mouth,
He sits in the corner laughing
waiting for me to die
time is almost out,
I am Kissing Death
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Twilighter_Till_Death
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Lies Make Or Break You
So Who Do You Want To Be
The Person In The Mirror
Or
The Person In Your Mind
Will You Be True To Yourself
Or
Lie To Some One Else
You Are Who You Are
Lies Can Not Change That
So Who Do You Want To Be
The Person In The Mirror
Or
The Person In Your Mind
Will You Be True To Yourself
Or
Lie To Some One Else
You Are Who You Are
Lies Can Not Change That
