by David Mac
We pour booze into our souls, we
Breathe smoke into them too
We set ourselves on fire
Every
Chance
We
Get
We awake in the mornings and
Ask the body beside us
What
We
Did
Last
Night
‘You don’t
Wanna
Know’
They
Tell us
Then we get up and
Go to
Work
Or to
Nowhere at all
And it is like this
From the
Nappy
To the
Grave
So perhaps the bodies
Are right
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Well said but so sad .... Hope you will also tell us of the other side of life that is so exciting that you don't wanna go to bed because you don't want to miss anything and you wish you had more time between the cradle and the grave ...
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