Dead StreetsA Poem by BrandonSomething that just came to me. Any feedback would ne appreciated.
My mind feels empty and my heart feels weak. Aimlessly walking the dark and lonely streets. There was a man I once knew who told me to keep my head up. I just saw him fall down. So I walk this dead end town. Bottle empty, falling from my hands. The end is in sight. So I grab the slipping drink and hold it tight.
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StatsAuthorBrandonMAAboutMy names Brandon I've always been big into writing, my close friends are usually the only people that ever get to see it. They say it's good so I thought it was time I share some of it and see what ot.. more..Writing
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