"Golden River" Take it up with full care, End with satisfaction. Move forward, forbidden, With lies, secrets ridden to your mouth. Clutch the clear, but occasionally brown Coolness of the golden, Sodium altered river. In which to change, though, Hungrily ruin, A mind. With all connected minds to feel As a daggered victim to the war Of the tipsy, gypsy golden solution. To your problems. This is about someone I know very well who has an alcohol problem, and I just wrote it one night when I was thinking about it all. Enjoy
That's is to bad about your friend...I wonder, if you are good anough friend you should give it to them, maybe they'll get the message.
