Echoes of the Streets - Harmonic Fusion v.1

Echoes of the Streets
In the alleys of the night, where the shadows creep,
A boy became a man, with secrets to keep.
Lost in the hustle, trying to find his way,
In a world so cold, where the weak don't stay.
Mama prayed for better days, but the streets were tough,
Every step he took, life called his bluff.
With dreams in his eyes, and a heart full of pain,
He walked through the fire, in the pouring rain.
Echoes of the streets, where the silent weep,
In the heart of the city, where memories sleep.
Behind every smile, there's a tear unseen,
In the echoes of the night, where he's never been.
His friends fell one by one, to the game they played,
In the shadows of the night, where innocence decayed.
He carried their names, etched in his soul,
In a world so broken, where he'd pay the toll.
With every sunset, and every dawn,
He fought through the darkness, trying to hold on.
In the quiet moments, he heard their cries,
In the heart of the struggle, where hope never dies.
Echoes of the streets, where the silent weep,
In the heart of the city, where memories sleep.
Behind every smile, there's a tear unseen,
In the echoes of the night, where he's never been.
In the dead of night, he'd reminisce,
About the dreams they had, and the days they'd miss.
He'd light a candle, for each lost friend,
In the silence, he'd vow to make amends.
Years rolled by, and the pain remained,
In the eyes of a man, who the streets had trained.
He'd walk those alleys, where their laughter died,
In the heart of the city, with tears he cried.
But he kept their memory, close to his chest,
In the shadows of the night, where he'd never rest.
With every breath, he'd remember their names,
In the echoes of the streets, where they played their games.
Echoes of the streets, where the silent weep,
In the heart of the city, where memories sleep.
Behind every smile, there's a tear unseen,
In the echoes of the night, where he's never been.
In the end, he'd find a place to call home,
In the echoes of the streets, where he's never alone.
With a heart full of scars, and a soul that weeps,
He'd walk through the shadows, where the silent sleep.

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