Life Poem by Brandon Bizon
Life
i can't get outta bed
hate the noises in my head
when things seem to get worse
its nothing as to be cursed
thirst to drink
last to think
dream on about life
others cry, with a knife
break themselves as the world
and the world took its toll
what is there left to hold?
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