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Homecoming
the loss of friends
I am coming Home
To a house
With no way in
And no way out.
I am coming Home
To a place,
I never left,
That left me behind.
I am coming Home
To be lost
Inside it's walls
Trapped within it's grasp.
I am coming Home
To bask in Opulence
And undeterred falsehoods
To fool myself again.
I am coming Home
To pretend I'm not there
To imagine myself away
Underneath it's gaze.
I am coming Home
To a death trap
Coated in nostalgia
Bittersweet memory.
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