Blissfully Lost
It pierces my skin, the cold lets itself in
Arms wrapped in tight to get warm at night
Through the distant sky were stars up so high
For a second I smile, its been awhile
I whisper inside my mind, home is hard to find
Though I'm lost in travel, my brain seems to unravel
Time passes slowly as I breathe lowly
Freezing I stay looking for home til my last day.
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