Amy Winehouse:
How can a life be innocently built
To die tragic ?
Drugs fade away the magic
And the end is never a story of Romantic
People ask, how did this happen?
When the truth was known 2 most, by those far & close
Alas due to no one to guide her ..., from herself, Even adults sometimes need help, from themselves,
She was charismatic, attractive and Rebbellious,
She was alone, cold & saddened by other stories not by Us
The dark glamor after there is
no more smiles and laughing
No more pictures to be snapping,
Alls left is a shrine of dead flowers, liquor bottles and scribbles near your picture, and I don't judge
Wish I could of gave you a HUG
Growing up , I did couple drugs
More than the average but less than Courtney Love
What's fame? What's wealth ?
And you knew truth, like the words you felt and cards dealt
" I can't help you , if you don't help yourself"
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