Quite street

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by jaymharmie

by jaymharmie

Quite street
The night is cold and breezy
The street is derelict and quite
It's clear of cars and its broken white lines in the middle clear to see.
And the gazes of the stars and moon only adds to it's beauty.
Suddenly midnight stuck
The clock rang
It's sound loud and far
Once again i was reminded that this quite street had hidden scars.
"Wiping the slipping tears and holding the blanket tighter " gazing into the night from the roof top were one of the things that made me feel like he was here.
These quite streets shared my pain and love
Yet this quite street remained whiles my beloved gave life a farewell