He kissed the backs of her hands, For they held his world.
He put his face in her palms, And she healed his soul.
He placed his lips on her forehead, And the heavens did shake.
He took her face in his hands, And her spirit came awake.
He kissed the backs of her hands, When her promises she broke.
He put his face in her palms, Each time the relationship would choke.
He placed his lips on her forehead, When the money was gone.
He took her face in his hands, As his heart cried this song.
He kissed the backs of her hands, As she died in his arms.
He put his face in her palms, When she wished him pure harm.
He placed his lips on her forehead, As she spread her disease.
He took her face in his hands, While she brought him to his knees.
He kissed the backs of her hands, In his dreams, all alone.
He put his face in her palms, Although blocked on her phone.
He placed his lips on her forehead, With the gun to his own.
He took her face in his hands, As the trigger was pulled.
He kissed the backs of her hands, As his body lay silent.
He put his face in her palms, Left a scene oh, so violent.
He placed his lips on her forehead, Now cold, without feeling.
He took her face in his hands, As his soul left the ceiling.
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