Free to be

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
Home is were the heart is.

Submitted: September 27, 2015

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Grey, cement whole ruins

seen by the many with shattered minds

with tiny holes trailing there arms

scary to some, saviour to others.

The stench of smoke is the there home

The trench of dross is there bed

Night past night past day past day

smiling they do, purely out of fear.

Children are raised here, there future

not bright

the city a site of constructive bane

lights never go off with cold flames the wits

rot.

But this is there home, free to leave

free to be.

 


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