A kiss of death is Bestowed upon my lips,
A fatal poison, My grip on reality slips,
I fall To deep, I'm almost gone,
A see blurry images of my life so shortlived,
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needed to survive They Put me into a place thought to help me thrive lovely write..thanks for sharing