Getting up in the middle of the night
Oh shit, gotta pee again
Left the stove on again yesterday
Down town again for another new kettle
Every morning its the obituaries for me
No one died today that I knew
Years like months, months like days
Everything becomes so routine
Arrangements made for my demise
Remote control, my best friend now
So, these are the golden years? #@&% that.
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The Biggest Competition Ever 2017 - Volume 2 (Weeks 6-10)
PoetryWelcome to Poets Pub's 2nd Annual Biggest Competition Ever - Volume 2. This is a 10 week marathon of poetry contests. Each week we present you with a new poetry challenge, new prompt and new style. Are you up for the CHALLENGE!
