Left with
nowhere to go,
no place to call
home.
I travel through
the night,
in the streets
of New York.
Familiar faces,
forgotten
thoughts.
A digression,
from what I
wanted to say.
The alcohol sets
in,
bleary and broken.
An enigma,
I walk amongst
shadows.
A failure,
I have no
friends.
Only
acquaintances,
and past love
interests.
I want to run,
make an escape
from this city.
The twinkling
lights,
surrounding my
sanity.
I digress,
from another
school.
In a different environment,
but a similar place.
but a similar place.
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