Sunday 2 February 2014

My home

my home,the feeling blue and yellow
Everything smelled tight and mellow
The other day in this land i felt bitter
Everything tasted a bit more sweeter
this time...
i left my heart there. suddenly i walk
restless, and empty is the way i talk
Lacking emotions, i miss my heart
maybe that is the way and the start
of happiness...

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