by jaypo77San Antonio, Texas, USA
May 2015 371 Views 0 comments
faded life
Pouring a cold glass of death
With not much time left
Sitting in the dark I welcome
Death with a f*ck you and hard shot
Of vodka. .I sit bleeding I laugh to my self
If your coming death I won't be easy
For I don't have knowledge of fear
With not much time left
Sitting in the dark I welcome
Death with a f*ck you and hard shot
Of vodka. .I sit bleeding I laugh to my self
If your coming death I won't be easy
For I don't have knowledge of fear
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Posted: May 2015
About this poem:
This poem just represent the battle of fearClose to death how many fear the unknown. .
wrote this on a rainy day...With the mind set
Of nothing to lose
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