Echoes down the red lit alley,
voices melding together
with shouts and a tinkle of breaking glass.
Whirling wind,
footsteps drawing near,
if only she could see the crowd...
Welcome to the city,
where smiling teeth
will rip your throat if you let them.
The city lies to its children.
Echoes in the sweating alley,
nearer now,
they'll find her soon, she can feel it.
So many hands and arms,
so much blind fury
where there was love a moment ago...
What did she do wrong?
How can their love be so thirsty for blood?
The city lies to its children.
Echoes through the crowded alley,
they're almost on her,
and she can hear her heart pounding.
Is this how it ends?
Such a waste.
They told her the world was hers.
They told her that she would go far.
They told her that she'd win them all.
It tears her apart to know that
the city lies to its children.
(Photo credit: "Trade Center Skyline" from Derek Mindler on Flickr)
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