A place of laughter
A place to play
Now broken down
Rotting in decay
Hear the echoes of children's laughter
Among the empty rollercoaster
Still standing
But for how long
Shops broken down
Some still standing
With Boarded up windows and doors
Hear the ancient ghosts shopping
When you pass by these doors
Metal rusted
Paint chipped or completely gone
Rides left and abandoned for so long
The midway covered in weeds, decaying leaves, fallen down trees
Trashcans tip over by vandalism or wild animals
A place Once of laughter and joy
A place Once of brightness and cheer
A ghost of it's former self
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