Show me a place beyond these fields of green,
Where flowers grow in broken seams.
Show me a place I will belong,
I've listened to my heart sing too long.
Take me home beyond the hills,
Amongst the clouds, past the windowsill.
Where the sky is painted lilac and blue,
I'm sick of looking for a home for two.
I've travelled along this road too long,
Trying to fix our broken song.
The melody here just isn't right,
If only you were here to help me write.
With the sun still setting,
I'm stuck regretting.
Though I'll always be here.
Waiting for you, to travel near.
I don't know how, to move along,
When you're the missing piece to this song.
Take me home beyond the hills,
Amongst the clouds, past the windowsill.
I'm tired of looking for a home for two,
When the only home I ever loved was you....
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Broken Wings - Poetry {COMPLETED}
Poetry200 Poetic Tragedies ... A collection of poetic chaos, written on love, loss, lust and longing. This is a safe haven for the broken - For those with Broken Wings. _____________________________ "In a world full of heartbreak, sadness is all I've eve...
