I'm walking down the streets
Where houses are made of carboard
The streets have got no names
Observing the world crumble
My homeless soul will stay the same:
Insane and made of pain
Reflecting tears and fears my eyes will shine
Denying that the world is going down
I smile. I say goodbye
Homeless soul
© Copyright: Джеф Шмидт, 2017
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