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May 2015
I'm so homesick
But I'm home...
I'm not living, not alive
Just waiting to petrify.
Solidify and one day melt
Into your arms again.

You are my home
And you are so far away.
My mind is sick.
Written by
Madds  Melbourne
     lovejunkie, ---, collin, ---, --- and 4 others
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