08 of 30: Home

08 of 30: Home

As I turned the key
That locks the door

Of what used to be
Our old home

I found that
You have gone

And I stood there
For a minute

I must have forgotten
That it has been long

And though the facts
Are but all over

Sometimes,
I still find it hard

To go on
And get over

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