Poem: Hometown

The place where anything is possible.

The place where the desires were made.

The same place where they were laid to rest.

Seeing the things that made you think about the future.

Is leaving you with only regret for the things that happen with your past.

The ones that have fallen in love, to the one that have fallen out.

Hoping that things will be different, but wishing they were the same.

The one place where living is supposed to be easy, but it is anything but.

This is the place where you were born and bred, but no longer where you lay your head.

This is your hometown, the place that made you.

This is also the place that made you want to get away.

At the end of the day this is still home.

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