and then you’ll come to a bend in the road
sitting at the edge on a large stone
staring at the snowclad mountains beyond
your heart’ll wonder if it’s here that you belong
but it won’t be
for there is no place you’re going
there’s no place you have to be
there’s nowhere you belong
you are finally free
2 comments:
Love.
thanks :)
u know, many a times, the only thought that keeps me going is that there's at least one person who's gonna read this.
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