Why
Where will we be
when all the lights go out
across these city streets?
Where were you when
all of the people laughing,
pointing jokes
at me?
I was alone...
then you came along and
picked me up,
up of the dirty ground.
Why did you come?
Because all you're going
to do is
leave...
Copyright © Willow Fippen | Year Posted 2015
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