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SHE’S COMING HOME

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She's coming home/ poem/ she left home

SHE’S COMING HOME

She changed her face, she changed her hair
She changed the way she talked
She changed her clothes, she changed her nose
She changed the way she walked

She lived the dream, she saw the world
She made it on her own
She bought the things, she wore the rings
She did it all alone

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The only problem now, she thought,
Is ‘things’ are just no fun
If you can’t share them all around
And wear them for someone

She realised she’d lived a lie
Where was her lovely face?
Her walk, her accent, all her quirks
Were battered out of place

I want them back, they are all mine
The gifts that I was given
I’m sorry you weren’t good enough
I’m sorry I was driven

I’m going home, I’m tired of this
I want my friends and family
And suddenly I feel at peace
She packed her bags, so calmly…

 

 

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