Neon Wings
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The city's an illusion;
a quilt work of hopes and dreams.
A fantastical façade;
where nothing's quite what it seems.
Sex breaks free from its cocoon;
flexing neon wings at night.
And salacious bars attract;
as fledgling feelings take flight.
Like a shadow in the dark;
truth is invisible here.
And the indelible smiles
fade when your funds disappear.
A city missing its soul;
has long lost track of its heart.
And within the light of day;
the illusion falls apart.
Copyright © Emile Pinet | Year Posted 2015
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