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Stark Oldness
I was pissing poetry
Right out of the womb
Now I am pissing poetry
On the way to my tomb
One you escape from
One you do not
Life is a dead end
Suicide is a hope
Walking along dead end streets
Losing memories and endless sleep
Running away from fears unknown
Pissing away moments, a life stolen
Right out of the womb
Now I am pissing poetry
On the way to my tomb
One you escape from
One you do not
Life is a dead end
Suicide is a hope
Walking along dead end streets
Losing memories and endless sleep
Running away from fears unknown
Pissing away moments, a life stolen
Published 15th Oct 2017
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Anonymous
15th Oct 2017 6:36pm
these are painful words to read, and i really hate youre
going through this.
ive been here and sometimes find myself twirling in a
panic loop, going back to moments like this
No youre not alone dear one
going through this.
ive been here and sometimes find myself twirling in a
panic loop, going back to moments like this
No youre not alone dear one
