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Prison City
November 7, 2013
Gliding through rare sights
Feet touching the ground
Cars flashing their headlights
Bones no longer bound
Graffiti on a tired wall
Bricks falling away
At night we revive them all
People reversing the decay
But the circles, they don't hear me out
Everybody's filled with doubt
Why keep convincing to push away the bane?
When it all only comes back again?
Urban wastelands, desolate
Ask me if it's dead.
Life has just been sacrificed to just put
Ease into my head
Trapped inside the corridors
Of an urban catastrophe
Welcome, welcome
To your own Prison City
© Sarah M., Phoenix, AZ
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"To these the past hath its phantoms,<br /> More real than solid earth;<br /> And to these death does not mean decay,<br /> But only another birth" <br /> - Isabella Banks