This is a poem about coming back home.
Listen I love you
Your my addiction
So simple to misread
Like a blind storyteller
I miss you
I can live without a home
But not without you
When i say i miss you
I wana come back home
You made that city special
To that city that loves you
Breathe and get lost
I miss the city
I don’t miss it as much as you
Because you gave me a reason to come home
That city held
Life
Love
And a little bit of madness
Your my addiction
That city i miss you
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