Open Poetry #35 |
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Building was upright |
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DavePage Member Elite
since 2003-12-21
Posts 2917 |
Dirty up to the eyeballs Running in the streets Everything new No retreats Faster than anyone Kicking a ball into space Never heard of strikers Or where they were commonplace Funny how buildings seem to curve within Always leaning in from life No matter what the sin Of cheap bricks and life On the edge you hear a voice That shouts as if it cared About you running in the street But no thought for You There |
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