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Sirens echo through
this empty town.
They pierce the silence,
and bring fear with them.

This town wasn't made
for such a villain.
The people are weary,
and tremble with the noise.

They must be saved,
or we may never have
a town like this,
again.
©2007-2009 ~shy-writer
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Author's Comments

the idea for this poem kind of just came to me, back in september. i'm not sure if i meant for it to be a metaphor for some things going on in my life at that time, but i think that's how it turned out.

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Something about this is very troubling...

I like this poem a lot... I almost want the first two lines to be one line... It may not look pretty but it sounds pretty.

I really like this poem though.

--
Carpe Lumen! Carpe Scienciam! Carpe Vitam!

The very concept of existence is surreal. To be able to understand it, would cause you to first lose yourself in the concept of what is.
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hey, i know this is very delayed, but i recently revised this poem and resubmitted it. i titled it 'resonance'
come check it out

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