Blood on the StereoA 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
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Added on January 15, 2019 Last Updated on January 15, 2019 Author
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