i'm a busy town
with pretty streets,
and pretty lights
where people have pretty nights
everyone loves to visit
but they never stay
because for a little while,
they find my streets beautiful
but soon
they find that my mind
gets a little too noisy over time
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Poetryjust a bunch of stuff i write when life's not so great. feel free to comment:)
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i'm a busy town
with pretty streets,
and pretty lights
where people have pretty nights
everyone loves to visit
but they never stay
because for a little while,
they find my streets beautiful
but soon
they find that my mind
gets a little too noisy over time