SNAKESnCOFFEE
Despite the pain.
Ready to kill.
Relaxed midst facts
that hurt my minds worth.
Still... I will stand up,
slowly raise my hand up
and grip the shovel again.
Shed a tear, frown and bear... and say:
"I love you my friend"
I will hug you til end
does your breath and flow in the vein.
The fact that I am writting this: lame.
A signal of worthlessness... tamed
by the fact that when I pass
I'll deserve to be flamed.
Sorry for doing this here,
its all that Ive got.
Like a hurricane
you remained.
Til the day that you stopped,
and You will not be forgot.
Frustrated and hurt,
snakes into coffee I dropped.
Rise In Potential my Son, my Brother
my best friend.
I'll see you at the end of the road.
+>-<+
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