She put the bottle to
her head,
And pulled the trigger.
And
finally drank away his memory.
Life is short but this time it was
bigger
Then the strength she had to get up off
her knees.
We found her with her face down in the
pillow
Clinging to
his picture for dear life.
We layed her next
to him beneath the willow.
While the angels sang a whiskey
Lullaby.
formatcredit
summer_sage