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 © | Year Posted 2015

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