People I Used To Love Poem by Uriah Hamilton
People I Used To Love
Seagulls pass in the gray sky
and never stop to reconnoiter the area
for humans leaving breadcrumbs.
I am moved by empty streets
where once lovers would meet
on flowery summer days,
but now only breeze-blown newspapers
are moving.
I once thought I should contend
with an unkind world,
to fight for something sacred,
now, I only remember people
I used to love.
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