in this city that never sleeps
i have roamed lost lonely and weak
surrounded by families
that gamble their lives away
i gambled with love and
lost
there was a high price to pay
in this city of sin
everything costs
many come to play
few will win
most end up having to pay
and count it as a loss
a desert town
where my enemies lurk
this is where people
come to do their dirt
a party town
built on gambling women and drugs
i am surrounded by
perpetrators
pimps hustlers
and thugs
sex hungry violent men
trust no one
for you have no true friends
in this city
where i can't get any sleep
the devil waits for souls to reap
Author notes
Written June 4th, 2006
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geez after reading this its giving me second thoughts about this vacation i am going on is it really that bad there? Still a great write.
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deep thoughts reminds one of somdom and gamorah in the bible full of sin very well written
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fine work
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i have many vices in this mad life but gambling i am pleased to say is not one of them, my dad used to be betting on the horses every single day, okay sometimes he would get a big win, but mostly he would lose.
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This is really deep, and although i have never been to vegas, this really shows of your descrtiptive skills, and you haven't wasted a single second babbling on about the lights, or the food. If you made this poem with less variation of the sentence length.
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