Thursday, December 15, 2011

come home

In the end, I know nothing at all.

This room is empty.
This body is a cage.
This mind is fickle.
This heart is heavy.
These words are trivial.
These thoughts are borrowed.
These feelings are treacherous.
This moment is fleeting.

This person is not here.

If you're not happy here, you'll never find a better place. Come home.

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