"dupuis" poems
One night after drinking with some friends;
Maybe we might talk to each other tomorrow it only depends.
In the car with my friend driving through the muck;
I just realized we got hit by a truck.
All of a sudden i was rushed to the hospital all badly scraped and battered;
My face all ****** and my clothes all tattered.
I remember my mother holding my hand as i gave my last sigh;
I told her i love her and we said goodbye.
I am in heaven right now and inside i feel empty;
Cause life would be a drag without me.
Mar 23, 2016
Mar 23, 2016 at 7:50 PM UTC