The Sounds of my Execution

The Sounds of my Execution

In an attempt to be profound
I move my lips and make a sound
Attaining stares from the crowds
As my head hits the ground
Sliced by the guillotine
Blood flows so freely
Put myself on the line
Just so my love could see me
I yelled, “I love you”
As the executioner made their move
Their eyes loving every second
Her smile outlined by drool
The wicked feelings as my body twitches
And my head is kicked, my love bares witness
To the end of my life and of my breath
Because I loved too hard and my love caused death



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