Myra MihikDec 10, 20191 min readHome Updated: Mar 16, 2020I'm not homeTill I look through youYou weep when we fall apartWhen darkness covers my heart Oh to be in that place To walk with you Is joyIs happinessIs painIs sadnessIs the truthIs perfect Is peaceAre life and deathThe everyday
I'm not homeTill I look through youYou weep when we fall apartWhen darkness covers my heart Oh to be in that place To walk with you Is joyIs happinessIs painIs sadnessIs the truthIs perfect Is peaceAre life and deathThe everyday
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