Kiss Of Death
She runs up the stairs
Slams the door to her room
She goes to the corner
Then she looks up
The slick black handle
The silver blade
She takes the knife
Her beautiful passage out
Memories play in her mind
Just pushing her even farther
Farther into the darkness
Farther to an eternal sleep
She turns the blade
Puts it to her neck
The kiss the blade gives is cold
It’s the kiss of death
She slices her flesh
She feels a waterfall down her chest
She looks down, sees blood
Then she’s free
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