she left him and met me
when i was trying it alone
freshly sober and healthy
badly needing a friend
she loved him but actions
told her he was addiction
and she needed to escape
what he was and she did
how could she have known
hard drugs and his cancer
as we kissed would agree
to at last stop his heart?
How has it been so long since I visited the Bindle? It grows without me, sadly. I like this. Sad, but good.
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No need for sadly, the bindle grows best in the dark — that’s its natural habitat. It grows here, alone, and it waits.
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