Piece of Me
I got to that stage of my life were everyone's leaving
and everything is changing
I learned I'm on my own
That I have no place to call home
Home is where my people are
And every time they leave
They leave with a piece of me
-P.F.
Copyright © Thatgirlfrommars Pf | Year Posted 2016
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