Love is Lonely

The Last Kiss

The Last Kiss
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Who am I to know what will be next.
I just live life, and it’s very spontaneous.
Who knew this is the time, for me to say goodbye?
Nobody knew, everyone thinks its all a lie.
I look in her eyes and things start to fade.
I guess this is where karma gets paid.
When I try to explain, as I take my last breath.
The kiss she just gave me, was my kiss of death.