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Home Again

Itís true what they say,
When you walk away,
You can never go
Home again.

Iím walking away but I wonít turn around.
For fear you might see the smile of mine frown.
My heart is breaking, Iím slipping away.
Iím losing my home today.

If I were still there and the walls falling down,
My life would be stronger as they hit ground.
Memíries passing, from the back of my mind
For a new home, it is time.

Itís true what they say,
When you walk away,
You can never go
Home again.

A new set of neighbors, but none that I know.
They look and they point, as if watching a show.
Closing my blinds, tightly closing my eyes,
As the tears roll down my cheek.

Salt stains mar the sills of the dull panes of glass.
A tissue to absorb memíries of the past.
I look in my box, my life; emptiness.
I have left my soul behind.

Itís true what they say,
When you walk away,
You can never go
Home againÖ

Poetry
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