The Square CTPWC

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posted on Nov, 9 2012 @ 04:25 PM
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The square  
my sweet home  
where my friends lay hollow  
into the night with sorrow  
and staying there with time borrowed.  

The square  
where i used to live  
so many things i would give  
to be back there  
touching souls without a care.  

The square  
an emotional storm  
dark clouds pass the tempers  
and through the wall attention seekers  
for sure nothing new.  

The square  
warm with summer  
so glad to be above us without suffer  
my friends whatever the distance  
we shall always be close.






 
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