where life filled avenues
once held them close
she walks now
the empty streets
of memories
deserted streets
ravaged by
what was right
once held them close
she walks now
the empty streets
of memories
deserted streets
ravaged by
what was right
now barren
she walks alone
stuck in the
lights of red
at every corner
stop
do not go
stop
she walks alone
stuck in the
lights of red
at every corner
stop
do not go
stop
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3 comments:
Jenean, this is so absolutely beautiful. Something is too haunting about that red light, that stop light. That light stops us when we want to keep going. Even when we are alone...
Nevine
oh, so true, of the red light - stopping us in our tracks - day or night - even when alone - the red light that haunts and harasses - and halts - stopping us -
you always always "get" my words, dear nevine! thank you!
its fact
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