Days of Strife

Days Of Strife

He remembered
the days of strife.
The days of
trying to do better.

The bottle was
his friend during those days.
The taste was good
but deadly to the soul.

Still he remembered
those days of strife.

Somethings heal
with the passing of time.
And somethings don't.


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