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Gone are the days
when we used to wave
used to play we
used to rave
about flowers and children
and really tall buildings
that touch the sky
and the hearts of
all that walk by
hoping for the chance
to settle in this
city that we love so much.
Gone are the days
when we used to cry we
used to sigh we
used to feel low
when somebody died
but the visions the feed us
begin to bleed us
and the young feed on them
to come full circle again
in this dream of reality
we call life and death.
Gone are the days
when we used to kiss we
used to hug we
used to miss each other
when we were apart
even when we were
together....holding hands
so tight we left
prints on the back of our palms
marking our arms
with tatoos of I LOVE YOU
found in the Psalms
Proverbs and the Song of Solomon
but ignorance from our
next of kin
won't allow us to ever win
til' these days of ours
are going, going
Gone are the days
Gone are the nights
Gone are the humans.
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