They said this city is like an onion

All these layers you can peel back

old city, south street, center city

South, west, north

to that little side street you call Home


Then you can picture the whole place in your head

Know how to feel about each one of these spots

Who lives there and how they feel


And why you can’t go to Those Corners

Because that’s the last time you saw them

And you knew it would be


Then you remember That Bar

Because you were in love there

And you made friends there

You don’t go that often

But those nights are always in your heart


This city is an onion, and these layers

Have been peeled back

cooked on cheesesteaks


You ate it up over and over

Sometimes you felt too full of it all

But it’s always delicious


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