‎Friday, ‎November ‎29, ‎2013

Take me home, I am far away
Climbing hills, lost in these mountains
Call me now back to your place
I have no friends, myself to replace
But these ghosts from the fields know my name
They remind me of my obsolete longings
And my trails to escape never escapes
Alone I always went but loneliness captures me
Brings down every haughty man to his knee
But for an arrival of meet, I will drink another lie
So hold me on tonight and take me home, my life.


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