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Coming Home
she'd faded to a cipher
a silhouette on the wall,
I took shelter in dreams
in my sleep I can recall
the girl she used to be
afore time did us part,
the question I pose is;
oh where is her heart?
no love fills her veins
smile a vague smear
harder than me, she
exploits the old fear
that she will leave me
like a thief in the night
my poor spiri...
Saturday 27th February 2021 11:41 am

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