Kiss.

I kissed her.
And my blood died.
We fly whispering our death and we smiled.
The castle was a fire.
Our blood was in Death's hand.

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1. Kiss.

 

I kissed her.
And my blood died.
We fly whispering our death and we smiled.
The castle was a fire.
Our blood was in Death's hand.

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