empty streets
being swallowed by the dark
note: soft glows of orange
street lights fashioned in parallel positions
i look down
and see one solid silhouette
home is near.
and then i see two
two cut outs partially illuminated onto the concrete
walking in unison, as one
for a split second
it slips my mind i am walking all alone
and so i turn to start talking to you
but then i realize,
you are not there.
it is nothing but two of my own cut outs
nothing but a mere mirage in my mind
cause sometimes my heart takes over
and lets me see what i want to see
instead of seeing beyond the illusion,
into the truth.
so i continue walking under the soft street lights
i look down
and see one solid silhouette again
home is here.
being swallowed by the dark
note: soft glows of orange
street lights fashioned in parallel positions
i look down
and see one solid silhouette
home is near.
and then i see two
two cut outs partially illuminated onto the concrete
walking in unison, as one
for a split second
it slips my mind i am walking all alone
and so i turn to start talking to you
but then i realize,
you are not there.
it is nothing but two of my own cut outs
nothing but a mere mirage in my mind
cause sometimes my heart takes over
and lets me see what i want to see
instead of seeing beyond the illusion,
into the truth.
so i continue walking under the soft street lights
i look down
and see one solid silhouette again
home is here.
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