Sunday, January 13, 2013

Humbugs

It's lonely here, although
It's properly my home
But when I come, I know
I'd really rather roam
Specifically to you
Wherever you may be.
However, I must stew
And sit here lonelily
Enjoying where I am
But missing where you are
Wishing I could scram
But you are just too far
My work means I am here
And you are far I fear.

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