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Homecoming
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Poems dedicated The smooth velvet dream that was never true.
I noticed a man pale and blue.
I never treasured any minute of that life
because of it being overcomed with strife.
I should've known you were an amateur of a child's love.
If you lacked that characteristic,
you should've never wished for me up above.
Bittersweet memories that cannot be replaced.
I'd rather have them be hot coals
and be rubbed against my face.
Red anomosity I have against you.
You lack every hate, every love,
and every infancy I create.
I dream of being accumulated with felicity of your homecoming.
And yet that dream was all a fraud.
