Friends
We are all friends
Sitting around the fire,
Passing the weed
Tellin' stories we admire.
Nothing was wrong,
It all seemed right,
Laughing and smoking
Until the night turned bright.
We did not want to sleep,
We did not want to leave,
This moment will live on forever,
Getting high on New Year's Eve.
Copyright © Amber Meli | Year Posted 2009
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