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The Kiss

by anabel-rose-kubabom

He never got to kiss them those lips he had vowed to kiss when they met She had always refused Even though Lord knows she really wanted to She had loved him too It just took years for her to realize it This is a story of two best friends Who fall in love in Nazi Germany But I'm afraid it's not the ending you expect No, they do not end up together in the end They could have- but they didn't Because an arschloch called Hitler Decided that he was better than everyone in this whole damned world So this young boy died never knowing the taste of her lips And she was left behind To kiss his dead body  And declare her love for him But it was too Late. He was gone And she was alone
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Written by
anabel-rose-kubabom
Ghanaian
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Written by
anabel-rose-kubabom
Ghanaian
Published
Jul 3, 2014
Time
2m
Notes

This poem is based on The Book Thief.. I just had to write something about it else I was going to explode..

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#love#kiss#sad#death#books#history#germany#nazis
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