The City:
You can have the city
I don't want it anymore
So I laid a map of the city streets
Beside your front door
I know it's a large gift
But in no way will it restore
The fact that our attempt at love
Ended in a war
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Puisimy poems, give credit. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK SUICIDE AND DEATH IS MENTIONED MULTIPLE TIMES. PLEASE SEEK HELP IF YOU ARE SUICIDAL, DEPRESSED, OR JUST OVERALL SAD. YOU ARE LOVED. •••••••••••••••••••••••...
