A kiss can lead to 1000 deaths and those deaths are the numbers of his enemies who parade around my heart's safety

To play games with the heart is a dangerous one and I fail to believe you will love to see how this all will end its fatality I sense blood to fear
leaving you empeared scarred,... to remember the blood on the table with all the cards

I once played hoping you wouldn't betray me but instead you pusaude me to leave with each piercing mark.

if I'm a bitch then your the opposite heart that spoked to your own imprisonment leaning upon salt water with the rising the shark

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