In shadows deep, where sorrow resides,
A tale of friendship's tragic tides,
Where dreams were shattered, hopes did fall,
Lies the haunting echoes of a painful call.
Within a circle, once bound by glee,
Lived friends entangled in destiny,
But amidst their laughter, darkness grew,
A venomous seed that slowly slew.
Like sirens' whispers, drugs enticed,
Wrapped in deceit, their souls entwiced,
They danced with danger, took a fatal ride,
Lost in the currents of a lethal tide.
One by one, they faded away,
Their spirits swallowed by the night's dismay,
Silent screams echoed, unheard and feared,
As the veil of addiction gradually neared.
Oh, the memories, like fragile flowers,
Withered and wilted in their final hours,
The laughter silenced, replaced by tears,
Filling the void left by their absence, dear.
We mourn the souls that couldn't be saved,
Their vibrant spirits forever engraved,
In our hearts, they forever reside,
Lessons learned from their tragic stride.
Let us be beacons of hope and light,
To guide those lost through the darkest night,
May their untimely end be our call,
To prevent the rise of another fall.
In remembrance of friends gone too soon,
Bound by love, even 'neath death's cruel moon,
Their legacy etched in our souls' deep creases,
Guiding us towards healing, love, and peace.
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