Richard Allen Pogue · Feb 25, 2010
Torture

It’s a torturous thing you have done to me, to take away your kiss.You have banished me for the beautiful kingdom the is your lips.I cannot dream, but live in a nightmare, the vacant taste on my pallet.The empty expression in the mirror. You have sent me to hell.Forever devastated by my pain and sorrow.It is a torturous thing you have done to me, to take away your kiss.To leave me to my own devices, never knowing how much you’re missed.

 
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