Friday, 11 January 2013

Girl on Your Arm

Girl on Your Arm

I see you some days,
A girl on your arm.
You make me regret,
Coming back to this town.

That awkward glance,
That lost lovers share.
The one that occurs,
With the ghost of love there.

Those cobbled streets,
Will never be the same –
Where you ruined my heart,
And she played the game.

A sweet thing wasn’t she?
Could be no more than twenty?
I saw her the other day –
She’s still a gamer by the way.

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