My home

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The petals fall off the flower

And drop slowly toward the floor

Each second between the petals

I spend inching towards the door

 

For, I just can’t wait to leave

Though I wish that I could stay

Because flowers only grow where

The nice and happy lay

 

Lord knows I could never fit in

With those who smile in forever sleep

Because my home is in the dark and cold

A place where the pure hearted only weep

 

I contest though- I don’t belong

It must be a mistake

My home is where deception and fear hide

And one’s demons stay awake

 

Though I am pure; my heart is true

Of that I have no doubt

Though it doesn’t matter how hard I try

I will never get out

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