Red Lips, Black Kiss

Mon, 07/24/2017 - 21:50 -- FloraAi

       The tale of true love

     Has never been easy —

        Confronted

         At every corner

           With the hatred

        That fills our souls.

                Defiant,

         They are loathed

              Ignorant,

           We shun them.

        So these lips,

     Red with passion,

     Meet one last time,

As the black kiss of death

       Consumes them. 

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