Drinking Poem

It's Over Now
We had some problems
love was tough
we got in a fight
and I said I had enough

You got mad and left
With whiskey on your breath
You hit someone head on
That's what lead to your sorrowful death

Everyone was at your funeral
wearing everything in black
I looked at your funeral in fault
walking off never looking back

Ever since you died that day
all I could do was meth
I still regret that argument
that brought you to your sudden death.
It's Over Now by Kristen @FamilyFriendPoems

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