Ulcers
I **** blood in the mornings, and continue my routine
I spit blood at night, and continue my routine
My stomach is in pain everyday, and I continue my routine
My insides are exploding
I'm in constant pain
I cry because of it
I see doctors for it
I can never get an appointment for a good doctor
And yet, I continue my routine
I'm an alcoholic and it's killing me...
Copyright © Feo The Ugly Drunken Poet | Year Posted 2014
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