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my aunts home.
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there was home.
I used to go there everyday.
I would play all day with my friends,
and we had so much fun.
but the fun turned to guilty cries from friends who were demons in disguise, in which all this came to realization when the days became hours so I could sit back and observe the plots against me.
but at least I still got the home who never left me.
but I had to leave it.
because home defended me and took a boulder before I could even understand my life's destiny at my house, where I dwelled in the presence of lukewarm demons.
my life is complicated.
weird.
awkward.
but home will stay home.
the home which never pretended.
© JansenB
there was home.
I used to go there everyday.
I would play all day with my friends,
and we had so much fun.
but the fun turned to guilty cries from friends who were demons in disguise, in which all this came to realization when the days became hours so I could sit back and observe the plots against me.
but at least I still got the home who never left me.
but I had to leave it.
because home defended me and took a boulder before I could even understand my life's destiny at my house, where I dwelled in the presence of lukewarm demons.
my life is complicated.
weird.
awkward.
but home will stay home.
the home which never pretended.
© JansenB
