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in the city that never dies
tired eyes roll up the sky
wicked witches are flying high
caring nought for those in line.
empty streets, and broken lights
casting shadows seen by none
the silent echo howling wild
we’re all going to die.
but meet me at the border
go where I reside
I’m borderline by nature
borderline by choice.
I expect you at the crossing
betwixt the pillars of light
no empty street awaits you
you’re not going to die.
we’ll join the line astanding
steady on the ground
our eyes firml
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Title The city that never dies
in the city that never dies
tired eyes roll up the sky
wicked witches are flying high
caring nought for those in line.
empty streets, and broken lights
casting shadows seen by none
the silent echo howling wild
we’re all going to die.
but meet me at the border
go where I reside
I’m borderline by nature
borderline by choice.
I expect you at the crossing
betwixt the pillars of light
no empty street awaits you
you’re not going to die.
we’ll join the line astanding
steady on the ground
our eyes firml
Work type Literary: Other
Tags poetry, writing, spilled ink
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Identifier 1401059765589
Entry date Jan 5, 2014, 12:45 PM UTC
License Creative Commons Attribution Non-commercial No Derivatives 3.0
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Author. Holder P Stahlman. Date Jan 5, 2014.
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