Broken Villanelle

There’s no place like home
And I can’t click my heels together anymore so
I’ll lock the door on my way out 

Watching the sky turn color still makes me melt 
The smell of your hair reminds me of coffee in the morning
Theres no place like home

The windows of your mind have bars now
And you don’t let the wind blow through the house
I’ll lock the door on my way out

I remember when your eyes still reflected in mine
But you le(f)t the sun set too early
Theres no place like home

“Leaving your light on is like throwing money down the drain.”
- I watched you tear the spark from the wall 
I’ll lock the door on my way out 
The house is cold now

And the lightbulbs are shattered
There’s no place like home
I promise I’ll lock the door on my way out

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