Murderous lips

Murderous lips spoke to me
through his fingertips

Murderous lips kissed me once
when we killed a morning born out of no night

Murderous lips were left behind
two years and a half are coming round

I went away then back
I should never said never
for I drew my lips again
close to those murderous lips that I kissed once

Just one kiss then goodbye
I know I hate you... Do I?
The strangest twist's upon those lips
that I kissed twice

Now murderous lips play word games with me
as my fingertips type the words my lips won't say
Slake the memory... Trust Cut End
And once again?
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