Boom Town
An abandon old town, from where life once thrived,
now sets alone forsaken and desolate in the late evening sun.
Empty shadows dance across the ground gripping the old town
with an eerie reality of lost hope and futile dreams.
Old building sags in the moonlight.
Homesteads stretch out across the endless barren land.
Empty like the promise of a new life.
A cool breeze drifts aimlessly through open doors,
and broken windows, scattering into time pieces of the past.
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Copyright © Lori Lucas Mcclure | Year Posted 2011
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