Written by Emily Harstone | January 26, 2017
They’re saved for a special occasion
He knew he couldn’t take anymore
And dust was our future’s message
Two friends forever, two friends gone!
Darkness surrounds the remaining painful memories.
You can still hear the screams
What does not shatter, collects dust.
This time, the bottle hit back…
Memories of an earlier darker time.
A relationship with booze brings pain.
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They’re saved for a special occasion
He knew he couldn’t take anymore
And dust was our future’s message
Two friends forever, two friends gone!
Darkness surrounds the remaining painful memories.
You can still hear the screams
What does not shatter, collects dust.
This time, the bottle hit back…
Memories of an earlier darker time.
A relationship with booze brings pain.