Category : Poems

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I still dream of how I want to live, 
What I need to forgive,
  So that I can be forgiven, 
 For all the pain I have caused to myself, 
 And then to other people, like me.

I still dream of finding my own place,
  In many places I've been,
 There were beautiful buildings
  And pretty faces.

  But I didn't feel at home,
 I didn't feel at ease,
  In any of those places
 In any of those cold cities.

  I still dream that love can kill the hate,
I still dream of finding my own place.