every time i turn my head

i see doors closing

i dont see any life

in this long dead town

its been forgotten

the town fades away

as the years pass

no one cares what happens to it

for theres no signs of wild life in the deserted forests of this long left place

no fish in the long dried up streams

mother nature is reclaining the abandon buildings

there are cracks in the graves of the dead

ghosts thrive in this town

for they can move freely in the dead town