You
As a young man you were in all the fun places I wanted to be,
didn't mind how you dressed in a bottle or a glass.
You had me in your embrace for days on end under your spell
I lost work, love and almost my life.
Years later as I pass pubs and bars, I see through your tricks
cavorting with others leading them to hell.
I still have dark clouds around me but none with the potential of you
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