Rest In Piss - Poem by joseph beltran
oh this miserable life beckons
and this sunlight lifts this quilt from my bed.
why should i even wake.
but this could be the only chance
to make anything happen.
i'll pour my all into uncertainty.
and like the stories i wrote before,
they all end the same.
my sitituation offers very few outs with very few lives.
but i choose life insted of death.
me over you.
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