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The Spirit of London


 

In The Lonely Moonlight

Stephanie Thomas

Innocent eyes wide
17, she left the countryside
Arriving and Surviving in the Big Smoke
First it swallows her up, then spits her out
Now she feels like a joke!!!!!

Tired and weary in a city of lost souls
The spirit gets twisted, torn and broke
chasing love and fruitless goals

Don’t want to come back
And do this all over again
At the end of this, her 12th cycle
Seeds before have sown this pain.

But the Doves fly high in the sky
Looking on, across the sea
Before this life ends, and she
Has to die
She’s hoping someday to be just
As free!!

 

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Introduction

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© 1999 Westminster Writers' Group. Last updated 02/07/99.