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Walking through the city…
Reinventing who I am…
The perfect opportunity…
To become a different man…
Wandering through shadows…
Where no one even cares…
Just who or what I am…
They are totally unaware…
Of all the sins I carry…
The heavy cross I bear…
As nobody ever notices…
Nor hears the whispered prayer…
It’s a place of total freedom…
For the weird, the wise and wrong…
Not a place of judgement…
But a place where I belong…
A sense of shamed community…
For all sinners and their ghosts…
Who walk through life’s falling rain…
But never follow the signposts…
Always choosing the wrong path…
And straying off into the dark…
But the city will never criticise…
Or make any cold sly remark…
It embraces all your darkness…
And covers up all your sin…
It’s a supernatural place…
Where life’s losers sometimes win…
Where rules are meant for breaking…
Not worrying about tomorrow…
Even lending you an invisible spell…
For anyone who wants to borrow…
So I’m walking through the city…
And reinventing who I am…
Looking out for opportunities…
To become a different man…
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©Eyewillnotcry1973
Inspired by the song “West End Girls” By The Pet Shop Boys
Eye Will Not Cry 