The Neon Jungle
These city streets I know by name
The monotony takes its toll
But still I walk them all the same
Just to pacify my soul
Like a living breathing creature
The city stalks its prey at night
And each individual feature
With their neon lights so bright
In a metropolis of sin
That strips most people of their will
And though I know I'll never win
This neon jungle calls me still
Copyright © Randy Freie | Year Posted 2024
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