Story of a failed life

by Jump from Life   Mar 22, 2014


Death comes sweeping in like a cold crisp fog
Taking down and announcing the end of a hog.
Now all the memories of him shall fade
And all of his family is wishing he had stayed.

His life was ruled by hardship and pain
And everyday his tears fell like rain.
Everyday at least until the day,
When there was nothing left to say.

He drank, cussed, toked and spit
Until even his very last wit
Had left his body cold and dead;
Just another story to be read.

So here we stand around his rotting corpse
As his face slowly begins to warp.
Then we slowly begin to say goodbye
With nothing left in our hollowed eye.

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