Where Is Home?

November 18, 2015

The youth they fly with a dying stroke

Remembering the words they spoke

We're feeling high but looking low

And we have no place to go

Do you know a place to go?

Do you have a place to call home?

Because all I have is you

Yes all I have is you.

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Izzy-GNov 18, 2015

<p>A poem I wrote at 2;00am, about a love I have yet to meet, but a message that already applies.</p>