Eternal Kiss
Eternal life can be just a kiss away.
I want to know that cold blissful kiss.
It would only take a simple and deep kiss with a sharp knife.
The cold steel blade in my skin.
It tells me that I will sleep.
I will be allowed to sleep for eternity.
Sadly I shall never know that sweet bliss of my knife against my skin.
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