My City
I know you my city
With your night lights, dark alleys and lonely corners
As the passers by walk contently and some staggering
into the shadows
When you come alive beneath a bleeding moon and glowing stars
As your heart beats consistent with the deafening noises we make and feeds us life
And so we scream, roar and feast in your your bosom without regard or sorrow
For we are but the foetus in your body ...
- My City -
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| Auteur: Necerí | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 21 september 2013 | ||
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