Written by Emily Harstone | January 26, 2017
last time i saw jesse james
The piss up in the brewery
He died alone in the barn.
Empty bottles, full of unspoken regrets.
Empty, dusty bottles emanated past celebrations.
He drank his last meal instead.
Death celebrates life through my eyes.
These bottles hold past lives secrets
Everything cast shadows in the light
Everything cast shadows in the light.
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last time i saw jesse james
The piss up in the brewery
He died alone in the barn.
Empty bottles, full of unspoken regrets.
Empty, dusty bottles emanated past celebrations.
He drank his last meal instead.
Death celebrates life through my eyes.
These bottles hold past lives secrets
Everything cast shadows in the light
Everything cast shadows in the light.