Final Cut Poem by Justin Jude Carmona
Final Cut
Cut this out
My toxic heart
I hold you up
You fall apart
Chasing down another thrill
Let me feel your overkill
My dying breath, your final will
The dead skulls on your window sill
They hold you down
They wear you out
The sun goes black
I scream, you shout
Tuck me in, kiss me goodnight
Noose around my neck pulls tight
Astro bound, my final flight
Maybe now you'll taste my fright
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