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I sit in complete silence for a moment Not of the world but to myself My glasses closed up on a table Looking up to a world of blurry Lights that are still and moving Lights that are as bright as the stars Eye of the day, eyeing me down Metropolis of eyeing lights I should feel a familiar feeling A welcome home to the old and known A welcome to a world I've bid farewell From which I've turned and taken my leave I am trapped by skyscraping bars I am scrutinized like a labrat Harsh and cold white billboard lights The microscopic bend of mall mirrors The overbearing heat of the sun Oppressive heat, foot on my back I lie exposed to the elements A sun kept alive by artificiality
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Jul 21, 2022
Jul 21, 2022 at 3:49 AM UTC
Metropolis
I sit in complete silence for a moment Not of the world but to myself My glasses closed up on a table Looking up to a world of blurry Lights that are still and moving Lights that are as bright as the stars Eye of the day, eyeing me down Metropolis of eyeing lights I should feel a familiar feeling A welcome home to the old and known A welcome to a world I've bid farewell From which I've turned and taken my leave I am trapped by skyscraping bars I am scrutinized like a labrat Harsh and cold white billboard lights The microscopic bend of mall mirrors The overbearing heat of the sun Oppressive heat, foot on my back I lie exposed to the elements A sun kept alive by artificiality
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Jul 21, 2022
Jul 21, 2022 at 3:49 AM UTC
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