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Literary: Nirvana

3/03/2016 09:27:00 PM Media Center 0 Comments

From the hustle and bustle
That I once was
I’ve grown into a city
Of abandon and decay

Of barren spaces and empty lots
Of shattered pillars and aimless words
Many came but have gone astray
None remained nor chose to stay

So when you came to me
I counted the days until you leave
Praying you will linger
Whilst anticipating your desertion

And you left, but that’s okay
You are not to blame
For you deserve
A better place

Come over me someday
When I am
All healed
And bloomed

Maybe then
I could be your paradise
Maybe then
You’d choose to stay