I was born a long way from home, a long way from where I belong,
never felt a feeling of warmth, comfort, safety
always on the run searching for a place, a place to call home
I was searching for something I didn't know, blindly searching
wandering for a feel I longed for
I never knew what a home was, how it felt
but then I met you, you sheltered me under your wings,
I felt it, the feeling of warmth, comfort, and safety
my home wasn't a place, it was a personit was him, and I'll never let him go, my home, my heart
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Poetry
PoésieThoughts that flow like water in my mind are written down on a digitale device to let you be carried away. Call it poems, quotes. Call it what you want it to be called. See how people can think the same about something. Feel understood. Read them...
