If I just sit here
I won't have to move
The construction will continue
Outside my smudged light-strung window
The birds will continue to chirp
The clouds will pass by
And the busses will turn the corner
But I won't have to move
Then I'll never have to walk out the door
Give away my key
And say goodbye
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Allusions of Life // Poetry
PoetryThe simplest way to convey something is through beautiful, simple words. They portray the most complex, and the most layered issues. Whether it's the daydreams I fantasize, or the issues of the world, I will write about it. This is my poetry. This i...
