First Class

Teddy.15

 
 
When the dead come knocking 
I'm gonna let them in
they will dine
and
they will drink with me 
whiskey from a tin 
and when the night is over
 I'll gracefully take my time
to say goodbye
to loved-ones
before I take my flight. 
 
 
  • Author: Teddy.15 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 25th, 2026 10:43
  • Category: Reflection
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  • Users favorite of this poem: sorenbarrett
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  • sorenbarrett

    Good one Teddy I think I would let them in as well. I let in the living why discriminate? A good read my friend



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