The shadows of my past.

I show the shadows of my past

The memories come together and I wish it would last

Lasting has a price

Or at least that’s what they say

Saying and tasting starts a fire

That burns a lifetime, which is one that I desire

A life chases the concrete dreams of my city

The wonders of the city still intrigues me

These city walls painted of love/hate cartoons

Sometimes I think it’s a fools game

Love and hate. Love or hate

A language that’s so misunderstood but everyone desires it.



By: Jodieann and A. (written with a good friend of mine.)


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