love
Friday, June 18, 2010
drinker
I slowly walk,
up to him,
I know I'm scared,
and yet I'm not.
I see the drinker,
and he sees me,
as he gets closer,
I grow farther.
farther from my life,
farther from my mind,
closer to the darkness,
closer to my death.
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