Wednesday, December 23, 2015

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Buzzing
Wheels humming
The machine keeps running
The system never stops
The lights are never off
How do you do it?

A pink sky
A blind eye
They do not see
The same as I
To some it's paradise
To me it's a lie

I cherish the moments
The high times
Memories of hope
Ideas and dreams
in this place
You'll easily forget

A fresh start
Easily went stale
Inspiration
Killed by desire
I didn't realize
Phases expire

A child came
A man left
This city robbed me blind
Consider it grand theft
Came with an illusion
Left with a delusion

Thanks to you
I am somebody you'll never know
And I truly appreciate it
The city that was once a dream
Is the city I want to leave
Bittersweet...




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