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first st

Trees dance in lying winds
while children play in its laughter.
Though the street cracks
and worlds collapse,
with sticks they toy with its fire.
Jumping into a starving life
with joy and eager eyes..
Leaving the broken trees
for the next generation
on this cold,
        deceitful
street.

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  • Pandoras-Box555
    November 14
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    Excellent.
    Way to capture the sudden change.
    I like.


  • An.abrupt.ending
    November 13

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    Excellent.
    I love the 'jumping into a starving life with joy and eager eyes' line especially.


  • NyteShade
    October 12

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    Life is full of twists and turns.
    Nice flow to this poem
    well done


  • Veritas De Facto
    October 8

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    Pretty much reminds me of every day. Just when you think you're beginning to see the beauty of life. Something craptastic happens and you find yourself wanting to die. I can totally relate to this.


  • AlexandraHamilton
    October 6

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    Ah, such imagery here. I liked the lines "Through the street cracks/ and worlds collapse..." They have such a ring to them.

    Great write

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