a lost wanderer
roaming through the city lights
searching for home
a place of his own
looking for directions
to the place unknown
a bleeding heart looking for home
a place of its own and
in the city lights lost
itsown
the pages have turned
the chapter,
perhaps the most beautiful, finished
i move on
dismally,
desolatingly,
awaiting the next stationary journey
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with a broken heart
i say.........
maybe what we have
is not meant to be understood.
but experienced
as much as i wish it would,
maybe it isn't meant to grow.
but be
a beautiful thing in itself
to always look back and w...
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