Tuesday, November 23, 2010

My World

my world

a constant moving blur of  flashing lights, yellow cabs and people
concrete skies rising high above the clouds
a place where dreams are made
                       are broken
where love is lost in the cracks in the side walk
                                                                no where to be found
the city that never sleeps

welcome to my world

-Brunette




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