Home
Home is not a place
It’s a heart that wants to keep you safe
Where it beats for you like second nature
It burns inside like an incinerator
Home is a hand that’s held
Eyes that make you melt
Tears that are always wiped away
It’s knowing that they are here to stay
Home is not a place it’s a feeling
Not one that’s constantly fleeting
Home stays true and my home is you
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