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Going home

A Longing for a Place That's Lost

By Zia Aqila HanafiahPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read

As I walk alone, with tears in my eyes

The city lights fade, and the darkness replies

I'm going home, to a place that's not mine

Where memories of you, will forever be divine

The streets are empty, the wind whispers low

Of all the things, that we used to know

I'm going home, to a heart that's broken

Where the shadows of you, will forever be spoken

I'll carry the weight, of our love that's lost

And the silence of home, will be my eternal cost

I'm going home, to a place that's not the same

Where the ghosts of our love, will forever remain

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    Written by Zia Aqila Hanafiah