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[darkromantics]

A kiss upon the cheek so sweet
To live or not to live
A brush against the face
a mutual thanksgiving
Misgivings await the dawn of time

Screaming in hysteria
I lie upon this table
An offering for the dying
The living need no help to kill
Slicing through the faces
of an opportune prey

To kiss the beloved with poison
Would be too painful for both
To stop the beast bewildered
In the night of light
Crying for despair, chasing away love's scare

Crying in restless peace
Tying a knot of hair to a silver chain
Tears hang down in disbelief and doubt
Waiting to escape the broken soul