Ghost town
Rows of homes stood still as shells
A whisper naught
Holes and openings to nothing
A fleeting thought
Empty hallways and broken windows
A stillness stopped
Pass the shattered roads of old
Locks long rusted shut
Sleepy rays of sunshine bleached the skin of homes
Empty on continues road
A whisper naught
Holes and openings to nothing
A fleeting thought
Empty hallways and broken windows
A stillness stopped
Pass the shattered roads of old
Locks long rusted shut
Sleepy rays of sunshine bleached the skin of homes
Empty on continues road