I walk these streets
quiet and alone
no phone to call for help
a lonely dog yelps
I walk these dark streets
looking for a friend
come walk with me
come see what I see
on these dark dusty streets
I walk alone
I think of all I will ever know
on these dreary streets
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Sick and twisted poems
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