Blood on the Stereo

Blood on the Stereo

A Poem by midnight reaper

Death holds me close
I cough blood on the stereo 
Holding on firmly trying to dance to the rhythm
Am I really that close
Now i'm on the floor gasping for air
Death hovers above
Oh and I thought I would make it far but I guess not
Death holds me close 
I cough blood on the stereo 
Holding on firmly, fading away now
 Find myself on the floor gasping for air
Am I really that close
Death hovers above
I close my eyes now

© 2019 midnight reaper


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Added on January 15, 2019
Last Updated on January 15, 2019