Streets AloneA Poem by The_Gargoyle
Streets of neon
Gutters of blood Dripping like honey Acrid as mud Whispers of shadows Reflections of dreams Among a throng of faces No one knows what no one seems Coerced to climb higher Convinced to tumble down Tides of worthless words Each listless mass encrown Slink through the crimson city Bask in the lurid glow Tarry not to smell the ashes A gated mind shrouds what open heart can know.
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Added on May 1, 2015 Last Updated on May 2, 2015 Author
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