I'm the kind of person who smiles and hides tears...
I cry when I laugh...
I drown in my sorrows when I do any joyous activity...
I kept thinking,
Kept thinking if you would ever come...
Please come home...
And one day,
I will reach home...
I'll see the light...
I'll see the light,
I'll come rushing into your arms...
I'll run through that Open Door...
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Open Door
SpiritualA list of poems that are for those who have come home after a long time...