Hom-e: Poem

Having something to go home to

Is all I ever wanted

My anger doesn’t know what to do

I can’t help but feel haunted

He said I didn’t understand his brain

I said I didn’t understand his anger

He doesn’t understand mine, yet I refrain.

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