I Died A Thousand Deaths

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I died a thousands deaths.
Non as beautiful as this.
I died a thousands deaths,
when mine touched your lips.

I died a thousand deaths.
So what is one more to me?
I died a thousand deaths,
and now I am truly free.

A thousand deaths to die.

But it takes one kiss to seal the deed.

The white flames are real,
there are blood stains on the blue steel.
The Cuts deep.

Only you know how I truly feel


A Sad Love Story

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