This struck me a my friends party as someone sat in the corner half smashed making toasts to any that walked by. Tragic really. This is for Anna, who sacrificed everything to stop me doing something stupid. Love feedback always.

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Charge your glasses for the heroes

The one's whose hearts will shatter

Drink in pity for those

Who will never be the same

Hold your glass above your head

For the songs that are forever silenced

Pause a while with your cigarette

For the fallen angels flying through the sky

Loll in the sorrow

Of his dazed envisions sparkling dim

Look forward towards the deep eclipse

And through the mists where shadows lie

Where dying flames flicker farewell

Drink the bottle raw and clean

As passing footsteps thud on wet pavement

Lastly before the intoxication sets in

Make a toast to a dying dream finally lost

As it faded into nighttime

Reluctantly restlessly crying without a sound

Here's to the boy,

The very strange, enchanted boy.