Kiss me, kill
me
once more
before
it's time
to walk out the
door.
I picked my
poison
they call it
love
sinking seconds
close in
shrill voices
from above.
Struggle &
strife
mock &
threaten
Dusk of life
begins to
beckon.
Wasted
endevours
paid a price
searching
forevers
in your eyes.
***
Image: 'The Kiss', Gustav Klimt
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