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[djhawk]

~the kiss~

lips brush against her
inhale. her toxic smell filling me
i make love to her. firery and hot
her body perfectly fits into my hand

she clears my mind
makes me feel free
then she burns out
all lovers eventually do

quickly i get another
to hold, to love.. to kiss
inhale. addicting death fills me
I die,
a lover of the cigerette

- Gavin Jones

(p.s. This is copyrighted just to warn u)