Dead Love

by Leana   Jun 23, 2005


A slow motion moment – your love falls to the floor
An ungraceful death, courtesy of the iron mouth
And the bullet in your brain shifts half an inch to the left
After you gave a last kiss to your dead love

You vowed to take revenge – but what good will it do?
When the one who should see it all, is lying in a puddle of blood
And so you wander around aimlessly
After you gave a last kiss to your dead love

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