Wednesday, April 15, 2009

High Street

The cracked side walks are always home
To late night students
Out with friends
Hoping that the night never ends.

Old houses with falling shutters
used to be homes to families
now they are infested with,
parties, friends, and occasionally studying.

A homeless man begs for change
the smell of Buckeye Donuts
Nights like these
Make me feel like i have a second home.

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