Friday, January 11, 2013

My Place


There is a yearning in my heart,
A yearning for a place,
A place Far far away,
A place i have never been.

A place where noone goes,
A place where i can be myself,
A place to find myself.

It occupies me and consumes me,
I must escape,
From the emptiness that surrounds me,
Before this place destroys me.


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1 comment:

  1. I like your writing. I can totally relate. please check out my blog, it's http://giirlmeetsworld.blogspot.co.uk/

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