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Oct 2010
This town is no the same without you.
A haze has fallen
Upon our tiny town
filling the air we breathe
They say it comes
From burning trees

As I walk down
all these familiar roads
sometimes with my eyes closed
i no longer feel at home

I hold fast
To memories of our past
Gallivanting down these streets
Owning the night
Like it was only our right

The streets were once our home
The surrounding trees our shelter
The hot pavement our bed
The stars our light

Back then,
We felt as if we were on fire
Back then,
We felt as high as the sky
The world was ours
And we kept our eyes wide open

Now,
I keep searching
For familiar faces
For familiar places
For a feeling I felt once
But now it is all extinct
Like the dinosaurs
Now it is all a memory
I’m desperate to grasp

Now,
I stroll down these streets
Alone
My eyes are stressed
In want of a sight I’ve seen
Before

I think I search in vain.
TheGirl
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