its a city where love is none
i wonder about a city of gold
to make the dreams and myths, a story foretold
the flowers are shiny and the water shimmers
the butterfly are golden and they flutter
the shine is cold and so intense
its give me chills and the things are stiff
at first it was a lovely place but now
i came to realize its a lonely place
here emotions are flowers and feelings are wind
here tears are pearl and words are shut
people are alive but living dead
hearts are beating but the beating is dead
their hands are warm
their faces shows smile
but life is missing
so is the love.....
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