Your Place Is Not My Place

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"You can come by my place, 

I'm still around..."



I didn't think you'd be around 


I thought you fled amongst the shore 


I understood that you stole my heart and dug it deep into the ocean 


I raged that you flustered yourself amongst the wind 


I cleaned my room clean; but my heart is still a mess


I revenged onto myself because I gave you recognition


I lingered my mind onto the Ivory Coast and I found you there 


I could find you anywhere. 


And that proves

that your place

is not my own.

It is not my space.



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