by Jay

​I’ll kiss

Until my lips bleed.

Blood runs dry

on the floor,

Until my body

Crumble down

To dust.


When the wind blows,

I’ll kiss 

As the grass on my grave,

Gently peck your feet.


You can read all of my poems here, It’s all about nothingg.


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