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by catherine Jan 8, 2007 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
The soul of the town, Is hidden from sight. It is the towns people, Who curse it to the night. The town is one of those, Not too far from broken. It's flight has been shattered, And it's happiness taken. The people are secretly scared, Of what's deep inside. The want to forget, What the wall is behind.