Dead Flowers.
_____________
Sometimes Love
you strike me as
the type..
who would kill
a Flower.
(just to Kiss
it Back To Life.)
and it truly
fascinates me..
to think..
that I die 1,000
times a night!
(drowning in
The Darkness
of your Eyes.)
_
You make
devils blush..
and for this..
I willfully offer
you My Heart.
(to Crush.)
j.s.h.
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