Beautiful, Beautiful Midnight City

Beautiful, beautiful, midnight city.
I sense you are evil but still you are pretty.
I know your inhabitants are in need of pity.
But still I love my midnight city.

I see you collapse under the weight of the stars
And nothing can heal your scars
Nothing will heal your scars

And still the walls keep tumbling down
Because they were always tumbling down
Will nobody wear this crown?
Can nobody save this town?

Maybe one day this city could fly.
But some day this city will die...

poem by Alex DuchovnyReport problemRelated quotes
Submitted by Poetry Lover
Vote! | Copy!

Share
 
 
This text contains a mistake
This text is duplicate
The author of this text is another person
Another problem

More info, if necessary

Your name

Your e-mail