KISS of LIFE KISS of DEATH when his baton conducts the way of life

It must be a nullifying experience to have life’s bastion in your hands.

Cutting, digging, exploring, deciding, analysing, heating, climaxing

The fright of life on your face tears a gash on your crimson cheeks

departure

Kiss of Life kiss of death there is no choice

Your beauty a lacuna in the chronicle

Arrive

You make it

You and your beautiful face

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