Unfamiliar faces. Crusty wounds. Short matter of time before my colors fade. No time for yearning; lusting. A big wish to see them again. A sigh out the window.
Clean lips. Open arms. Soaked Cheeks. Warm eyes. I'm where I need to be. Back in the home I belong.
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Infinity
PoetryA dazzling view of words. Multiple perspectives of life and my deepest thoughts and feelings. I write to relieve it all. Thanks for reading! ~Highest rank: #102 in poetry~
