In the heart of this concrete jungle,
Where shadows dance and whispers crumble,
I walk with a foundation of hidden fears,
Echoes of laughter lost through the years.
Restless nights paint the city skies,
With neon lights that never die,
Dreams collide on a wild chase,
As faded graffiti speaks of a forgotten place.
The alleyways weave tales of the lost,
Remnants of hope, but at what cost?
We chase the stars that flicker and fade,
In the chaos of moments, our memories laid.
The pavement's cracked under the weight,
Of secrets carried through the hands of fate,
With every heartbeat, a ghost in the ground,
In this sprawling maze, we get lost yet found.
Chasing shadows, we dance in the light,
Through rust and raindrops, we fight the night,
The stories breathe in the air we share,
Marking the spaces that linger everywhere.
So here's to the dreams that we wish to uncover,
The paths we traverse, each one like a lover,
In this city of metal, we create and erase,
Finding beauty in chaos, that's our saving grace.
As the dawn breaks, the darkness will wane,
With courage ignited, we'll rise from the pain,
In the echoes of life, we find our way home,
Together through all, we’ll never roam alone.
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Concrete jungle, hidden fears, restless nights, faded graffiti, wild chase