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Feb 2015
As I lay in my bed
in my room
in my own house
I don't feel at home
Because I feel like a home isn't confined to the four walls in which you reside
but in where you're heart lies
So why would I claim a home where I feel pressured and unappreciated
when my home is wherever I'm with you
burned up
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