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I Am Home

When the morning comes
And shadows turn gray
That's when I'll come home
I'll come home to stay

When the sun shines
I only see your smile
And when the music dies
We can soak on silence for hours

And I
Could breathe again
And I
Can feel alive
And I
Am home
I am home.

avolavit

@avolavit

I am fifteen. I have severe ADHD. Don't let my poems confuse you. Artist, closet poet, student filmmaker. I have a blog, it's not that good. You can look at it anyway. http://avolavit.tumblr.com

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