A sudden urge to kiss any lips conquers my mind.
The clock marks 4 am.
I've thought about it before but never like this,
never with so much hunger.
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PoezjaMy mind is like a poisoned apple. From a simple glance, everything seems fine. But once you taste it, it becomes a whole different story. . . . Highest Ranking: [#66 in Poetry]
Alone
A sudden urge to kiss any lips conquers my mind.
The clock marks 4 am.
I've thought about it before but never like this,
never with so much hunger.
