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Journeys

November 19, 2012
By Anonymous

A chance meeting, the best meeting.
Before both had to go their separate ways.
The urban jungle, Detroit, no place for being among around thousands.
The big city can be an empty place, just ask the lonely.
The reasons for him to go were the only things that keep him going.
Nothing to keep him here, no one or no thing.
The moon at its peak, he had made his choice.
A little town with little people, with little problems.
She only ever knew one thing to be true,
And that was him.
This place held nothing, nothing keeping her here.
One moonlit night, she just left.

She was just a small town girl, living in a lonely world, she took the midnight train going anywhere.


The author's comments:
As you can probably tell, this poem is about Journey's song Don't Stop Beleivin'. I basically wrote this when the song was playing, and thought, "What would happen if the song had a sort or prequel? What happened to lead up to the song?" So that was the basis for this, and then from there, the ending with the beginning of the song just to make people read it over again and go, "Woah! Journey!"

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