Sonnet 1022
Location
Behind the door there is another lie
With these two I don’t even get a break
Having to deal with these two until I cry
Staying there will be another mistake
Was walking away, forgetting it all
Wishing that those bad memories were lost
Having them in my mind making me fall
Feeling as if I was the thing that was tossed
But where do I turn, there’s nowhere to go
Pains me to realize, home is where there’s pain
How pain itself joins those two together
No matter how much it hurts in my vein
Now going back home, I realize the love
There may be pain, but its love that’s above
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