I am not rolling with the punches
I am taking each one personally
These clouds calm me
Discomfort drifting
Only for a minute
My blood turns cold
I don’t know what comes over me
The Ghosts of that city followed me
Cheap value
The life was being sucked from me
Grim ambient lighting
The only street lamp spotlights me
A lover before this war
A paradise before the fall
The hooks of this
Lingering unrealtiy
SINK IN
Large scale acts of sadness
Spilling out of me
It could appear ugly to the untrained eye
You might miss its beauty
Weird but pretty
Busy doing nothing
Gaunt tragedy
Nameless Hour 
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