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Lost City

Absently I walk through crowded streets of blame Collecting inner strength but walking from my pain When suddenly I realise that everyone is gone And where I have been heading is a place I don’t belong I have never seen a world so void of life The ruins that surround me are methodically inscribed The fears of a race that didn’t think it could exist But everywhere I look the mirrors still persist The towers of the fallen built to overcome The race for faster networks has built the need to run A single mass-illusion that I don’t want to be But every time I turn it’s affecting parts of me Nothing to be simple, something to be sane Whatever I become I’m something to be saved There’s barely one more person that’s visible to me But every time I look the truth’s infecting me Silence in my city, but I am still alive I stick to my illusions or I don’t, but I’m alive I create the memories or I let them go And I will keep on walking so I can better know

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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