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by  Ellenna

Posted: Monday, August 11, 2003
Word Count: 324


the girl sat cross legged with an absent sort of look
cigarette in one hand and the other on a book
her eyes scanned the waiting room she was early for her train
they all avoided eye contact and huddled from the rain

was she the only person whose life was on the brink
by the simple act of packing after far too much to drink
she'd left the flat in Kilburn after rowing with a guy
a sales rep from Swindon, who always wore a tie

her vision of a better life had brought her down from Chester
but now she was to meet a chap currently in Leicester
he told her she was gorgeous and she'd make it in the mags
she bought a tan and streaked her hair and lived off pills and fags

she cast her mind back to a time when she had worked in Spain
to someone with a perfect smile she'd never see again
he'd treated her with kindness and swore to buy a ring
but then she found he had a wife and girlfriend back in Tring

she stayed a while in sunny Spain and found another fella
he was on the run they say and owned half of Marbella
but one day he just vanished they say he did a bunk
and she flew back to England with a Louis Vuitton trunk

she stubbed out her ciggie and as her ticket fell
she said Im ruining my life I am with blokes who are from hell
I won't go to Leicester instead I'll buy a car
and find myself a little flat and start a nail bar

so she bought herself a Nova from a bloke just down the street
but when she saw his oily rags her heart just skipped a beat
he dropped his spanner and they both knew this was it
and now they're living happily with half a dozen kids