Monday, August 31, 2009
Walking away
I thought I was free, but the he captured me again.
The sneaky bastard came in from the side.
Waving the, “you deserve me sign”.
I was drinking - temptation was heightened.
There was no one around to so I walked up the road to find him.
He was sitting behind the counter of the alcohol store with the dodgy Chinese man.
I felt vindicated at the time but in the morning he was sitting out on the kitchen table.
Laughing at me, I knew he would be one of those friends whose overnight turned into a few weeks.
I had to get rid of him but how?
In a bin I left him and walked off regretfully.
I think about him sometimes but am happier without him.
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