Sunday, June 20, 2010

Dark envelops the evening sky,
Street lights glow for passers by,
Concrete jungle i call my home,
As hard a place where man would roam..

Passed a hallway full of ghosts,
Of past lives and past deeds all laid bare,
Love, loss and exaggerated boasts,
Nothing escapes truth's open stare..

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