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Wasteland

I thought I heard you cry out
Though the night was still

Yellow light bright
The leaves they
    fall
Fall into the dark

Come morning I
find you on the stair
Passed out from
a night of partying
A faint sweet song
still emanates from
Your head phones

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Written December 12th, 2005

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  • starvingartist89
    December 12, 2005
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    might wanna fix the title, but still cool poem