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Feb 2016
Come home when you are heartbroken
And please god let me be your home
I will never lock the door on you
This heart of mine will always be warm, wherever I may roam.
No matter how many times you've hurt me
Or how many times I've screamed
No matter how many times we lied and cursed and sent each other packing, with your toothbrush and my comb.
Come home when you are heartbroken
And please god let me be your home.
The love of my life, the one who has hurt me the most, came back into my life following his most recent break-up. While people say we should leave each other behind forever, it would seem to me that that is not how love works, even if we know we can't be together.
Rachel Dyer
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Rachel Dyer  Scotland
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