<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=572358" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sitting Here Staring At My Last Friend</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sitting here staring at my last friend<br>We never talk, about the end<br>How can we talk? <br>Why should we talk? <br>The end is here between you and me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For my last friends <br>in the bottom of a bottle<br>Down the barrel of a gun<br>My last friend is a friend indeed<br>A friend who could never run.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Your last friend is in your veins<br>As you stare blanky into that space<br>I can see it working behind your eyes<br>once sweet shining beautiful eyes</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For your last friends <br>at the end of a needle<br>Under the screw down cap<br>Your last friend is a friend indeed<br>Draws your blood running like sap</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Together we'll leave this cruel world<br>The sails of death unfurled<br>Me and my last friend? <br>Or me and you? <br>Eaither way, two of us sail.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For my last friends <br>in the bottom of a bottle<br>Down the barrel of a gun<br>My last friend is a friend indeed<br>A friend who could never run</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and your last friends <br>at the end of a needle<br>Under the screw down cap<br>Your last friend is a friend indeed<br>Draws your blood running like sap</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sails billow out and the ravens scream<br>as we sail onwards on that ship<br>You on your own with the unscrewed lid<br>Me on my own with a smoking gun<br>One swallow, one bullet and two lives are gone<br>Me and my last friend <br>you and your last friend...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">for my last friends <br>in the bottom of a bottle<br>Down the barrel of a gun<br>My last friend is a friend indeed<br>A friend who could never run.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and your last friends <br>at the end of a needle<br>Under the screw down cap<br>Your last friend is a friend indeed<br>Draws your blood running like sap</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Tamsin+Burnett">Tamsin Burnett</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=572358" data-title="Sitting Here Staring At My Last Friend de Tamsin Burnett" data-description="Sitting here staring at my last friend We never talk, about the end How can we talk? Why should we talk? The end is here between you and me. For my last friends in the bottom of a bottle Down the barrel of a gun My last friend is a friend inde..."></div> </div> </div>

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