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TownCategory: poemsss
Monday, 20 August 2012
10:24:59 PM (GMT)
In a town
where the trees' leaves 
are blood red,
and there seems to be
a cemetery on every corner,
and crows, starlings, 
ravens, and blackbirds 
are watching everything
with shiny black eyes,
and all the houses are big,
and beautiful, like ancient, 
American queens, 
and are surrounded
by a hedge of wrought iron,
and the people are
very wealthy, or
very poor, and
everyone believe they are superior,
and all the kids
live waiting to inherit
either wealth and status
or poverty and addiction…

Here I am, observing,
and waiting for
my own ending.

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