There's a path that takes me home,
there's lanterns and stardust.
There's a path that takes me home,
there's my lover and no guest.
There's a path that takes me home,
the walls are red and white.
There's a path that takes me home,
the path is always lit, there is no night.
There's a path that takes me home,
the smell of lillies filled.
There's a path that takes me home,
the chilly wind waves swayed.
There's a path that takes me home,
it gives me comfort.
There's a path that takes me home,
it takes me to your heart.
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Things I've Left Unsaid
PoetryThose words, those sentences, those thoughts that come to me at night are the ones I am here to share with you today. I hope you look forward to it! #1 - (#unsaidthings) - 7.4.2020 #1 - (#unsaidthoughts) - 14.4.2020 #1 - (#unsaidthings) - 2.5.2020 #...
