Published: 11 Dec 2017 › Updated: 11 Dec 2017
Epitaph
In all honesty I should've known
That the well meant facade that is your life
Was nothing more then an empty tome
Escapism at it's finest
Blithesome in the extreme
In your intoxicated state
Life was nothing more then a waking dream
For a split second I saw you staring into the abyss
As you swigged back that weak, alcoholic piss
You drank another drink
And we shared another laugh
As I looked on in despair
Writing your epitaph
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