Thursday, December 13, 2012

Coming Home

So I come to you again
I have been around the block
Seen enough and done all that
Nothing appeals to me now
The Glitz of money wears off
Wine tastes more bitter than ever
And I long for those sweet old days
When I felt drunk in your company
Intoxicated with  Love.
This time I intend to stay
Don't let me leave
I know you don't miss me when I am gone
But then
Why do I hear you call my name


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