The light turns green, but I’m standing still,
watching the world move against its will.
You’re a blur in the crowd, a spark in the gray,
the only part of the city that doesn't fade away.
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Author:
Lilmoonxx (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: That moment the signal blinks and everything around you just stops.
- Category: Reflection
- Views: 15
- In collections: Unspoken Notes.
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Comments2
I have been reminded of my daydreaming at a green light by a horn behind me and know what it is to be startled out of a day dream. Nice
I guess you are a driver....
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