Tinsel town

London has a soul,
a broken one,
which sings that melody
of heart breaks
and bygone love,
but it is also reads to you
the poetry of love,
and the buildings echoes
the cry of passion
and smothers those wailings
to shower love and light
at the end of the tunnel
Your soul is trapped
By the ring of this tinsel town
Again and again

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