CityFolk
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An empty inertia,
Signals buzz liked winged snakes,

Did you have buzz liked on purpose?

Haste conquers all,
a system of chaotic perfection.

Roars in the distance,
Bellow from great machines,
Below from steel stalagmites,
Observe as a fox.

And this part, on purpose?

The threat of lethargy,
The elimination of contingencies,
Masked and deceitful,
Spin the wheels of metropolis.

The contemporary struggle,
A fragile ladder dissolving from the bottom,
Closed eyes are never closed,
A shaken hand hides the other.

It sounds like jagged edge fragments running against each other. Did you want it to feel that way, since it's a city?
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CityFolk - by AlexSharp - 04-27-2013, 10:36 AM
RE: CityFolk - by rowens - 04-28-2013, 04:03 AM
RE: CityFolk - by AlexSharp - 04-28-2013, 04:09 AM
RE: CityFolk - by Ajax - 04-28-2013, 05:51 AM
RE: CityFolk - by AlexSharp - 04-28-2013, 06:17 AM
RE: CityFolk - by Pilgrim - 05-01-2013, 01:54 PM



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