An Equation. 22

Things change. 
*

Come home;

to where we raised crows,

to our tomb of punctured hopes.

Come home;

for all the things that once made us whole,

for our hearts have had its woes. 

Come home;

and we’ll still trade blows,

but learn how not to make a show.

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