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Irony In a Small Town

June 1, 2013
By The_Introvert PLATINUM, Bellevue, Nebraska
The_Introvert PLATINUM, Bellevue, Nebraska
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Favorite Quote:
“She seems so cool, so focused, so quiet, yet her eyes remain fixed upon the horizon. You think you know all there is to know about her immediately upon meeting her, but everything you think you know is wrong. Passion flows through her like a river."


I think I'll live in the city
whenever I leave here.
This small town isn't right for me,
filled with people who ask too many questions
and give too many answers.
I think I can hear
the five boroughs
calling my name.
Their hollow voices
mix with horns honking
and people shouting,
but it's better there--
I know it is.
Maybe I want people to forget
that I ever existed
to never think of me again
to never speak my name.
Maybe I hope they don't
ask about me.
Or maybe I want them
to wonder about me.
Maybe I want them
to talk about me.
I want them to say,
"Did you hear about that Megan girl? She moved to New York City. She was always so quiet, so shy, and she never liked crowds. I wonder why she moved there."



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