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Wednesday, 24 October 2012

London Cries

The lights are slow, the rain falls deep, London cries,
So do I

Lonely shadows, hungry strollers, London follows,
So do I

Rumbling Perspex, that nauseous sadness, London hollers,
"Kill me now"

Slick, black asphalt, puddle playgrounds, 24 hour kebabs and Sky Sports pubs.
Stagnant estates and the lonely waits, the lonely place, the lonely face and fade
and wade through here, through London as she silently cries the empty tears that
fill my eyes.

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