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Nightmare

Best mate, in a bar,
arm around his ex-girlfriend.
I walk out.
…………..Again.

This was written by A S H Smyth. Posted on Friday, June 8, 2012, at 11:15 am. Filed under Poetry. Tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink. Follow comments here with the RSS feed. Post a comment or leave a trackback.

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