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By @astrid_hartman

The City Underworld

Blue and Red,

Red and Blue



Why does it matter?

Why do you feel that to be something,

You have to steal someone else’s dreams

And only when you shed the blood

Do you finally see that it’s a big deal

The drugs you deal,

The life you live,

It all seems so surreal

A blank hole of nothingness,

Gun shots and cop’s flashing lights

Blazing bright into the night

But you will be forgotten

The red, or the blue

They won’t remember you

You are just another person, another thing

And they don’t care if they smash your dreams

If you never live, never breathe

Because you’re just a puppet with a gun,

Never again to see the sun. 

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