Wasted's Poem
Shindig each night for the people that surround him,
Rum, Beer, Tuba, Tequila, Vodka,
They got it all.
He bears the weight of truth itself.
He will face the new dawn, then a new day and another night,
While living with the uncertainties and a blurry line
between life and death,
That's why,
he always choose booze over a bullet.
(My old poem posted in Launchora)
Nice peom. Life can be really challenging sometimes, we have to keep ourselves strong to face its many difficulties.
https://steemit.com/poetry/@louielowa/luna
mind to read it just one of my poems!
Well done, my friend
thanks!!!
@asbonclz
Basta louie ibang klase!!
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