Crushed cigarettes and
Rain soaked gravel lie along
Lonely downtown streets
Ghosts in the shadows
A watchful eye for the cops
Depressed shoulders low
Overcast skies prove
Sadness can be beautiful
When you see your heart
YOU ARE READING
Poetry Book 5
PoetryThis is the fifth installment in the random poetry compilation. There is no rhyme or reason to the poetry; it all exists together. If you've been here a while, you'll know that after 100 poems, there will be another book. I normally rant about my co...
