Death is a cold, blindfolded kiss It is the finger pressed upon our lips It puts an unwanted emphasis on how we should have lived Life is a gorgeous, broken gift Six billion pieces waiting to be fixed Love letters that were never signed, sent to where we live
Death is a cold, blindfolded kiss—
It is the finger pressed upon our lips
It puts an unwanted emphasis on how we should have lived
Life is a gorgeous, broken gift
Six billion pieces waiting to be fixed
Love letters that were never signed, sent to where we live
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