I whipped this off on my way home from GRCC. I never said I was any good...
9 North
There's not much to smile about
not in a city like this.
It's colorful
but feels so grey
I can't help but feel something's amiss.
In this place,
people read the lines written on your face.
The wind blows colder
as we look over our shoulders,
to put to rest out
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