Journey 2 HomeA Poem by Wild Willow BlueSuch a fun .. old .. game.
I'm leaving for the losers
For the lovers and the haters Find me and grind me into a pulp I'm your number one gun The first in the rack Top of the line all of the time You love me and you hate me but I need a new life Home sweet home is on the horizon at last I've seen you looking on and on, over again Tasting the tea in the leaves of these trees blasting a way through .. a new way to see you
© 2013 Wild Willow BlueAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorWild Willow BlueOHAboutI am 33. I am gay/non-binary. I started writing in 8th grade. The person whom I started writing because of, I never got a chance to thank. We were never good friends, but we knew each other. I owe her.. more..Writing
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