Home is a place where I love most in my life
there was no exchange before
Now, I feel like to run far away as I can
I can't breath easily like before, it always stuck at my throat.
I need new air, new person, new identity may be
Who am I before, I also can't remember
hopefully the negative image not appear at this timeline of my life.
The way going home make me happy as always, the same highway entertain me
but it's just a dream, the person not there anymore
my heart hurt when thinking about home...
Friday, November 9, 2012
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