Please take me to the streets,
The streets all filled with stone,
Where once I used to roam,
The voyage bared on my own,
Beyond the world of glass,
To strike it from my past,
A love too hard to bear,
Reminders everywhere,
Rain soaks my bones,
To remind me of my home,
With streets not filled with stone,
And where I cannot roam.
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Traveler's Requiem [Poetry]
PoetryA collection of poems, tales, and feelings from around the world. From the life of a world traveler in exile. Top rating: #66 in poetry