Over the Dose
As they forever lay down to sleep
Remembering their lives we sadly weep
All the feelings I hold and memories I keep
The price they paid wss much to steep.
As the dance within Black Deaths Spoon
Nodding every morning and every afternoon
It was once so comical kind of like a cartoon
Until reality reached out and killed them to soon
Over the dose and over the spoon!
Damien Knight 03/2016
Copyright © Damien Knight | Year Posted 2016
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