Los Angeles

Los Angeles

A Poem by Stephanie W.

 There's graffiti in the streets,

And death blows through the trees. 

A coma soon ensues

And the ocean's never blue.

The city never sleeps because you're too busy sleeping with everyone else.

Sell Your Love.

Sell yourself.

Los Angeles.

Sell yourself cheap.

© 2009 Stephanie W.


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And that's why I get in, and get out of that city. Very well put and humorous!

"The city never sleeps because you're too busy sleeping with everyone else"

Very clever. Good write!

Posted 15 Years Ago


"Los Angeles.

Sell yourself cheap."

I love those lines.
:]

Posted 15 Years Ago


I loved this, beautiful.
The city never sleeps because you're too busy sleeping with everyone else.

Sell Your Love.

Sell yourself.

Perfectly put. Thank you for this.

Posted 15 Years Ago


i am OFFENDED that you talk about my beautiful city in this way!!

i like it though. it's different...the word "everything" intrigues me...

Posted 15 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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